"So I take it the other job didn't work out?" Iris (her name was Iris; a pretty name for a pretty woman, Barry couldn't help but think) asked.

"Nah," Barry said sheepishly, as he looked from her to the details of the current case, one that she was investigating, that brought them in contact once again and properly introduced this time. "I mean, I'd probably get distracted by all the cute, you know? Hard to focus."

"I think you'd fit right in," Iris remarked, with a small smile, and his cheeks heated automatically. Was she calling him cute? "But," she added, before he could respond, giving his lab coat a once over, "I think this suits you better."

"Yeah," he managed to say. "Me too." Her smile widened and he grinned back automatically, unable to not smile at the sight.

Besides, it brought her to him, so whatever happened next, he was definitely grateful for it.