[ When Harry brings up the fact of Harry-the-cat's name, it's a pretty hard argument to refute. Cisco doesn't even try. The thing with King Shark had been a stretch, but it's true that naming his pet after his friend was maybe a bit weird and that could have contributed to this ongoing situation. ]
Okay... point. But you know I only did that 'cause you both knock shit on the floor so much.
[ And yes, he can see the paper towel roll and knows he's a hypocrite.
Cisco grins from ear to ear when Harry bats the string the first time. It isn't until he goes after it the second time that Cisco laughs, silently at first, shaking with it. It's not just the fact that Harry swipes his hand at the string - it's the look of intense, laser-focused attention he gets on his face the split second before he does. He looks precisely like a cat would during play time and it is honestly too bizarre and weirdly cute for Cisco to handle right now.
He scoops up the jeans that Harry laid out and brings them, along with the string and his bag, back to the couch. It should be a quick job, if he's careful - there's no tech to work in, no tests that need to be run. Just some jeans in need of alteration. As he's fishing through his bag for the fabric scissors he finds a ziploc bag, is momentarily confused - that's not sewing supplies - before he remembers and has to struggle not to laugh.
It's probably Cisco Ramon's finest piece of acting, the way he pretends to still be absorbed by the search for his scissors as he holds the baggie out to Harry and says, offhand. ]
Hey hold this for me.
[ It'd be too suspicious if he told him to open it or smell it or anything like that, but knowing Harry and his nosiness, well.... he doesn't have to. ]
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Okay... point. But you know I only did that 'cause you both knock shit on the floor so much.
[ And yes, he can see the paper towel roll and knows he's a hypocrite.
Cisco grins from ear to ear when Harry bats the string the first time. It isn't until he goes after it the second time that Cisco laughs, silently at first, shaking with it. It's not just the fact that Harry swipes his hand at the string - it's the look of intense, laser-focused attention he gets on his face the split second before he does. He looks precisely like a cat would during play time and it is honestly too bizarre and weirdly cute for Cisco to handle right now.
He scoops up the jeans that Harry laid out and brings them, along with the string and his bag, back to the couch. It should be a quick job, if he's careful - there's no tech to work in, no tests that need to be run. Just some jeans in need of alteration. As he's fishing through his bag for the fabric scissors he finds a ziploc bag, is momentarily confused - that's not sewing supplies - before he remembers and has to struggle not to laugh.
It's probably Cisco Ramon's finest piece of acting, the way he pretends to still be absorbed by the search for his scissors as he holds the baggie out to Harry and says, offhand. ]
Hey hold this for me.
[ It'd be too suspicious if he told him to open it or smell it or anything like that, but knowing Harry and his nosiness, well.... he doesn't have to. ]