5- DATE?
He peeked into the restaurant to see Kara sitting there as Kara Danvers, complete with the glasses and awkward smile. He followed her example and came in as Barry Allen. When he waved to her, Kara stuck her tongue out at him. "I WIN!"
Barry faked a shocked expression, "It didn't help that I had to check every sandwich shop in a 13-mile radius to see which one you were at." She sat at the table, giggling at her purposeful miscommunication. She watched him look at her face and start chuckling as well. She would get over the hilariousness of it all temporarily but then look at him and start laughing all over again. This exchange continued for 5 minutes and 42 seconds until Kara forced herself to not laugh anymore. She adjusted her glasses awkwardly and retied her hair in a ponytail.
"What else is new?" Barry asked her. "Anything with James perhaps?" He winked at her.
Kara made a face, "We didn't work out. He still had a thing for Lucy."
"Oh, Kara, I'm so sorry." Barry reached across the table to grab Kara's hands.
Kara nodded, "Iris?"
Barry shrugged, "I don't know, I've kinda moved on."
Kara squeezed Barry's hands, the close proximity didn't bother her, in fact, she kinda liked the feeling of lighthearted friendship. At least she thought it was friendship, it had been platonic, so far. She wasn't sure what It had become in the past hour and a half. She wasn't sure if she even wanted it to stay platonic. 'Oh, Shut Up Kara.' She mentally chided herself. Barry probably doesn't think that we're anything more than friends. Friends. That's how it started, so that's probably how it should end. Barry Allen is one of your best friends, nothing more, nothing less.