Ch 2
After Flash had finished helping Batman, he immediately went to work as Barry but...no dice. He still got scolded by his boss.
"Oh! No, no, no! Let me guess: Your alarm clock didn't go off!" his boss said angrily. "Oh, your dog ate your alarm clock! Your alarm clock ate your keys. Your keys' grandmother died...and they need a personal day!"
"Well, it was none of those things-"
"What was it this time, Barry?"
"It was, um, something else that was far less outlandish!" Barry finally blurted out. "And I know I missed the meeting, but I'd still really like to- to- to present these case files for potential review. I think we rushed these cases, we need to reopen them-
"Oh, "rushed"?" his boss echoed and looked at Barry like Barry had six heads. "We got a backlog six months deep and you want us to move slower? You need to focus your motion. Do the work, close the case, move on!"
Barry tried very hard not to roll his eyes and he had heard this boring lecture a million times before.
"You have a lot of potential, Barry." the boss said. "You shouldn't still be getting coffee after all these years."
"That's true." Barry said and they both chuckled.
At least that was something they could agree on.
"Go get me a coffee." the boss said.
"Two sugars?" Barry asked, knowing the exact kind of coffee his boss wanted.
"Yeah." his boss replied as Barry walked out and sighed.
Just another day at the office.