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[ Some people, when they first come to a brand new place, like to introduce themselves. They maybe get to know people, socialize and make friends or at least make nice with those who have been around longer — you know, that sort of thing.

And then there's this guy. ]

Tell me you have a clinic here.

Or a bar.

I'm not picky at the moment.

[ There's a newcomer wandering the halls of the mansion today, the brim of his baseball cap tipped low, body language cagey at best. He's doing his best to keep his head down and his hands firmly in his coat pockets — except for when he's got his device out and is tapping out messages to post to the network rapidly. It isn't long before he comes to a stop at the stairs between the fourth and fifth floor, lifting a hand to rub at his temple idly as he lowers himself down to sit for a moment.

He seems tired — exasperated, almost, but run down more than anything else. And if he happens to bear a resemblence to another recent arrival, well. That's probably entirely coincidental. Probably. ]

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[ barry's going to have tea-time with the mad hatter and take a selfie. with that selfie, he may even apply a snapchat filter to it, and then he's going to send it to wells. prepare to eat your words, wells. it's going to happen. ]

[ sometime. just not today. ]

[ barry rolls his neck, looking at wells slightly pathetically. he's so aggravatingly literal and unfunny about everything that barry feels normal in this very moment. harrison wells is like that brick wall you tell your jokes to, and when you think you've got a great set of them on your hands for your stand-up comedy show, he completely and utterly breaks your confidence. ]

Have you been here long to explore the mansion? It's pretty cool.

[ Harrison turns his attention back towards Allen, shaking his head. He'd been up and down a bit in his search for a clinic or a bar or both, but he had a feeling he hadn't seen anywhere near all that the mansion had to offer.

It could make for a decent distraction. ]

No. I haven't.

[ And for once, it's not a rough, closed off answer. If Allen wants to muscle his way into his life, well. He can't really stop him at this point. ]

[ barry takes that as the unenthusiastic invitation it is. he perks right up. ]

You need to see the pool. It's pretty big — and it's inside the mansion. [ barry moves a step, and swings a little to the side, an indication for wells to follow — if he knows his body language. after all, barry may simply be reading into wells' own answer as an "if you jump i jump jack" when he could simply be answering for the sake of being polite. ]

[ but barry doesn't care. he keeps talking — and fast, too. if he has any other reason for it, he won't admit it's to make wells roll his eyes. it's not because barry wants to relax and forget the conversation they've had for as long as he can, even though it's not feasible they can simply forget the subject of thawne. ]

And the checkered hills. Do you have chess on Earth-2? What about human-sized chess? We could play if we had enough players. But I don't know if that's a thing in Wonderland so much as tea-time is. You seriously need to see the tea-rooms. They've got the best muffins I've ever had ... except for Jitters. But they had this one week where their muffins were not really good ...

[ he pulls a face. we don't speak of that week. ]

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