The occupants of the villains bar looked up when the bell rang before going back to their business once they saw their resident superhero walked in, red suit blaring in the dim light. He greeted a few with a ridiculous amount of cheer before approaching the booth in back and its occupants, the Rogues themselves. It wasn't a horribly uncommon occurrence, so no one really batted an eye when he slid into the open seat on the end, elbow brushing against the Trickster as the youngest Rogue scooted over, into the Pied Piper, to make room for their hero.
"Hey guys," he greeted, smiling at waitress who appeared with all of their orders, plus his own overly sweet sugar-coffee. Yes, he was very well known in this place.
"Flashers!" James cheered, snatching his soda and fries off the tray before the speedster could steal them all.
"What brings ya here?" Boomer asked, ducking when Sam reached over his head to get his and Hartley's drinks. Len took his own and leaned back, looking at the younger man expectantly.
"Wanted some advice," he replied, and the Rogues looked at each other. They had known the hero since he had started his work, James and Hartley since before even then, though they didn't know that, and their relationship was strange, by the standards of anyone. But even so, he rarely asked them for advice.
"Is it about The Girl?" he had never told them her name, or his, so while they knew a fair deal about her none had ever met her to their knowledge. The Flash looked at his so called enemies and leaned back, munching on stolen French Fries and considering how to phrase the question. At last he tossed out the blunt truth.
"I want to tell her I'm The Flash," he stated, and watched their reactions. He wanted her to know, wanted to stop lying to her and trust her completely, so maybe she would return the favor. More than anything he wanted to stop hiding half of him from her view. But he needed to know why she was so fond of Batman and Green Arrow first.
"Well…" Len looked at Boomer, who looked at Sam, who looked at Hartley and James and finally back to the scarlet speedster. Wally waited, tapping his fingers on the table rapidly and staring at his coffee mug. The Bat hadn't been fond of the idea, of course, but in the end had given him what he had taken as 'it's your life to mess up do what you want'.
"You really like her that much?" the hero nodded at the Mirror Masters question and started off on a chatter of her good traits, some more superficial than others. The Pied Piper stared at him before shaking his head with two of the older Rogues.
"If you really like her that much and if she loves you back then it doesn't matter if you tell her or not."
All eyes turned the multi-colored villain as he spoke what was easily the most intelligent thing he had ever said. They switched back to the speedster who was nodding, staring at the Trickster with a grin that only spelled trouble. There was a brief shout of thanks and a gust of wind before he was gone.
