Barry furrows his brows in sympathy. He knows he's younger than Len but he knows Len isn't referring to him. He has to bite back the groan when he's kissed deeply and his eyes are full of stars and love when they do pull apart.

"Thanks." He says when he picks up the glass of whiskey. He goes to take a sip before stopping and looking back up at Len. "Is this speedster whiskey or regular?"