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'Tis the Season
The Other Side
Sam Scudder – Mirror Master - scowled at George Harkness - Captain Boomerang - across the table. He took a sip of his decaf soy latte before speaking.
"Boomer, that was, without a doubt, the worst idea any of us have ever had."
The Australian thief cocked an eyebrow.
Scudder's scowl deepened. "The Trickster doesn't count."
Leonard Snart - Captain Cold - slid into place beside Boomerang, sipping at his ice cold milk.
"The ulcer still acting up?" Scudder asked, nodding at the drink.
Cold shrugged. "It never really calmed down."
Boomer carried on as though no-one had spoken. "Look, it's not my fault that both Wonder Woman and Green Lantern decided to pay Flash a little yuletide visit!"
"Well, perhaps we would have known if you had been willing to buy that portable TV from the pawn shop!"
"That place was highway robbery! I'm not going to throw away money!"
"You always have money!"
"Because I don't waste it on portable TVs!"
"No, just Arnold Palmer," Captain Cold remarked, nodding at Boomer's drink.
"My personal taste in drinks has nothing to do with my prowess as a thief."
Scudder nodded. "Couldn't agree more. You have sometaste in drinks."
A sudden silence descended between them.
"I'm sorry," Mirror Master said. "That was low."
Boomer shrugged. "S'all right."
Captain Cold shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "Um… this might not be the best time to do this, but…"
From beneath his parka, Cold produced two gift wrapped presents.
Boomerang and Mirror Master looked at the box on the table.
"I thought we said no presents this year," Scudder said matter-of-factly.
Captain Boomerang sighed and put two small wrapped presents on the table. Scudder and Cold looked at him in amazement.
"What? I'm not always a tightarse."
Mirror Master pulled a mirror from his belt, reached in, and pulled out two more presents, laying them on the table.
"But next year, no presents."
"Agreed."
"Too right. I'm not made a' money, ya know."