Barry snorts, clearly amused at the way Len is making himself at ease in his place. It's not that big, but it's his. Bookshelves filled with everything from science and physics to his treasured collection of Tolkien works. He hasn't hung many pictures, but there are photos everywhere. On bookshelves, on his desk and even on the kitchen counter. Barry and Iris, Cisco and Caitlin, pictures of friends and family. One day he'll even be able to pull the photo he has of his parents out again and look at it without feeling lost and alone.
"Well I guess that all depends on whether or not you like it?" The counter is still dusted with flour and he pauses to roll up his sleeves just enough to gather up the bundles of fresh pasta and lower them into a pot of boiling water.
"Way too expensive," he confirms. "And after a while the pizza guy started looking at me funny when I'd order five of them at a time."
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Date: 2016-07-27 01:19 pm (UTC)"Well I guess that all depends on whether or not you like it?" The counter is still dusted with flour and he pauses to roll up his sleeves just enough to gather up the bundles of fresh pasta and lower them into a pot of boiling water.
"Way too expensive," he confirms. "And after a while the pizza guy started looking at me funny when I'd order five of them at a time."