timedrive | ( open post )

[ Somewhere across the Waverider, Ray Palmer chokes on nothing at all. ]

Do not call me out like this.

It isn't very difficult to.

Why are you like this. I was going to share my candy.

Ah, so that's what it was...

No, that was one part of it.

Oh, I see.

And how many parts does this plan of yours have?

... Hmm. Three.

You're going to be good, though, won't you?

Am I ever anything less for you?

Fair point.

Carry on.

Well, that was easy.

[ As are you. ]

Yes, I suppose my approval matters little on this ship, doesn't it.

[ Don't attack him like this. ]

It means a lot to me.

I suppose it would.

Is there anything else you need, Dr. Palmer?

What's THAT supposed to mean.

No, no. It's all good here.

Nothing bad, I assure you.

I trust I'll see the results of your effort soon. Don't hurt yourself meanwhile.

I hope not.

You will. And I won't, I promise.

[ Ray cuts his finger slicing fruit. But it's fine. ]