Cisco doesn't like the idea of being REPLACED anymore than he likes the rest of it. Even if he had apparently picked his own replacement. But he shoves that aside in his "later" brain box. "That's pretty impressive," he admits instead. "You'll have to let me take a look and see them in action." He looks at Barry, a little worried he already knows the answer. "Why didn't you want to take it?"

"Something like ... drugged up ice cream?" Cisco guesses. He scowls. "ONLY TWICE? Barry, how many times have you died AT HOME that twice isn't a big deal?"