There were four of them sitting at the table. Caitlin was next to Barry, and Iris beside her and then Cisco was to his left. They had finished their coffee minutes ago but there was no attempt at leaving, no indication that the conversation was going to end. Barry was picking at a brownie, half eaten, before Iris reached over and pulled the plate towards herself.

"Hey!" He leaned over to take it back but she slapped the back of his hand in reply. Cisco quickly pulled a piece from the corner and popped it into his mouth before Iris could protest. She shot him a look then turned towards Barry, "If you're not going to eat it, I will."

"Is that Captain Cold?" Barry's perked up and looked out the window. Sure enough he saw the familiar navy blue parka, his gun was in his hand positioned in front of him. Caitlin went to encourage him to follow him but he was gone by the time she opened her mouth. The remaining party ran to the window.

"What are you stealing this time, Cold?" Captain Cold whipped around his gone pointed towards Barry. He shot out but Barry wasn't in his line of target by the time the ray made contact. There were people gathering around watching, some were running away as fast as they could. Barry could see video cameras and cell phones pointed at the opposing pair and growled in frustration.

Cold kept up his part of the deal, avoiding hitting any bystanders, but still attempting to to put a kink in the Flash's day. He shot off another burst, aiming towards Barry feet making him stumble and falling. He shot out once again but Barry had caught himself and moved before the next round could make contact. Cold started to get frustrated himself, Barry had gained speed, his reflexes were faster. He tried to keep his emotions in check but the feeling of defeat was weighing in on his chest. He shot out trying to aim in front of Barry, hoping that the speedster would run into the blast but instead he bent himself backwards sliding right under the blast.

They both knew it was a mistake the second it happened, there was a loud high pitched yelp. The blast instead of forming around a body, seemed to shoot upward and outward, as if it was surrounding something. There was a silence and Barry and Cold shared a look before both of them walked toward the ice. It appeared to be a dome when they approached it first, but when they walked around the back the ice had splintered to a stop. More ice was surrounded at the base then the ceiling but at the sight of a spilled coffee and light gray cardigan, they knew it was no phenomenon. There was a new meta in Central City.