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I won't even ask why you would think sending me to a place where I would be without my speed would be a good idea because I'm sure the answer would be painfully stupid.

But why send me there when there's not one but three of those damn Flashes around? I no longer have any interest in destroying them and you're even more of a fool than I thought if you believe I'm going to 'play nice' with Wally, Bart, and Barry Allen. Are you just hoping they'll annoy me into insanity? I have better things to do than deal with whatever ridiculous whims you have so there's no need to try sending me anywhere.

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[Bart chuckled as well, but for different reasons...it wasn't everyday that he got to hang with someone who could hold there own in a race, and he was having fun.]

Wow! That would almost be impressive if I didn't practically eat the freaking Speed Force for breakfast!

[The kid stuck out his tongue and pushed himself on, closing in on reaching the speed of light.]

I doubt you even fully understand what the SpeedForce is.

Got the crash course a few years back and it's been a breeze since then.

[The kid looked over and grinned as an idea popped into his head.]

Hey, you hungry? Know a kick ass little bistro in Italy that has these awesome oven backed muffaletta!

So you've barely even scratched the surface, then.

[Thad stares a moment.]

What? You're inviting me along?

Can do all the research you want but in the end it's all about the speed...you either have it or you don't!

[Bart smiled again as he nodded his head.]

Sure! Why wouldn't I? The food is freaking sweet, and it's not like it'll take forever to get there...plus how often do you get to hang out with a fellow speedster? Heck, I've only met one guy who could move fast, but he wasn't even close to being in the same league as me!

There's more than research and speed. It takes skill.

I'm more used to encounters with other speedsters being decidedly more hostile. [Which is usually his fault but he's not pointing that out right now.]

Skill comes in to play but it's the heart that keeps you going when your body wants to surrender!

Never had any real dealing with others like us...don't get me wrong, i've got one heck of competitive streak in me, but got nothing personal against you. So what do you say, down for some grub?

I prefer to use my brain to ensure I don't ever get into a situation where my body would want to surrender.

[Thad considers his options for a few moments before nodding.] Very well. I'll try this food.

Almost happened to me once before...woke up in a cage with these sensors and stuff under the floor, if I stopped running for even a millisecond...anyways just glad my friends managed to get there in time!

[Bart's face lit up in a grin when his offer was accepted, and he suddenly changed course as he led them towards Italy.]

Cool man! Telling you, this place freaking rocks...just uh, just keep the place a secret, don't want too many people showing up and eating all the food!

That sounds like a very ineffective and foolish way to contain a speedster.

[Thad follows along, keeping his expression rather neutral. It's not a scowl at least.]

There are very few people I could tell.

When an insane billionaire decides to play a super bad guy, then he can afford the materials to build the containment chamber...

[The kid frowned slightly at the comment and nodded in understanding. He knew what it was like to not have anyone there, and he'd still feel that way if it wasn't for his friends.]

Hey no worries bud, you got me now! Oh crap, forgot my freaking manners...the name's Bart!

Money and insanity are poor substitutions for proper planning and intellect.

[Thad falls silent as he considers actually having someone. Someone for him and not someone he was pretending to be. Then there's that name and Thad is slowing, eyes narrowing.]

Bart?

Oh man, Lex had all four of those in spades!

[Bart noticed his companion slow down and began to do the same.]

Yep, Bart Allen of Metropolis, at your service!

Lex Luthor? [Nope. Not impressed.] That overblown egotistical fool. No wonder it was such a foolish trap.

Bart Allen? [And that scowl comes right back.] And you don't recognize me at all?

Yep, dude was a royal pain in my butt. Should have seen the look on his face when we blew up all his research labs!

[The kid nodded at the mention of his name and paused to look back at the man for a moment.]

That's my name, but can't say that I've ever seen you before...would've remembered and outfit like that for sure.

The world would have been a better place if he had been in the labs during the explosions.

And does the name Thad Thawne mean anything to you?

Oh he died once, Ollie saw to that, but then his stupid father went all humpty dumpty with clone parts and now Lex is back...

Sorry bud, never heard the name before.

Clone...parts?

I see...[Thad does not know how to process this. Someone who's apparently Bart but not Bart. Someone that doesn't know him or seem to know the Thawne family name. It's a lot to considering.]...let's get to that food...

Yep, not sure how that all worked but Lex managed to come back from the grave so...

[The mention of the food brought on a grin and Bart nodded in agreement as he picked up the pace.]

Should reach the place in a few seconds, may wanna change though.

He should have stayed in the grave.

That...may be a problem. I do not have other clothes.

So very true!

Hey no worries bud, I always keep a spare set of clothes in my back pack.

[Bart slowed for a moment at the edge of town and quickly dug out a red hoodie and a part of yellow cargo pants.]

Here you go, should be a decent fit.

[Thad nods and takes the clothes. Rather than taking off his uniform, he just puts them on over and removes his gloves. Once his gloves are in his pocket, he pulls his mask and goggles off and lets them hang back to be hidden in the hood.]

They fit. [He pauses for a long moment, almost not sure if he should say anything else.] Thanks.

[The kid studied his companion's outfit for a moment and smiled as he nodded his head in approval.]

It's cool, red is a good color on ya bud, and I'm glad they fit!

[Bart slowed to a walk as he entered the town square and chuckled as he grabbed a seat at the restaurant's outdoor seating. It took a moment to flag the waitress down, but when she approached her face lit up in a smile when she recognized him. He offered a grin and spoke quickly as he tried not to butcher the language.]

Buon pomeriggio, posso ottenere un tè e un menu per favore?

[Thad just nods again to that. He stuffs his hands into his pocket as they walked. The blond speedster waited quietly as Bart had his exchange with the waitress, giving a slight roll of the eyes at the other speedster's attempts at not butchering the language.]

[Bart studied the menu for a moment and finally looked back up with a grin.]

Think two dozen muffaletta sandwiches will be enough, or should be go for three?