"Well, he obviously doesn't know how to handle you either." That much was for sure. "Come on, Cisco. You know Hartley is just angry about ninety percent of the time. I'm sure he likes you." Something weird was going on here. "I'm sorry you've been having a hard time though, gorgeous. Life sucks, doesn't it?" Lisa tugged on a strand of Cisco's hair. "Are you sure you don't want a drink?"

"Thank you for wanting to do something." Hartley smiled a little, shaking his head. "You can walk with me. We can buy hot chocolate at Jitters." It was a bit late for coffee, after all. "I'm not good at friendship, you know? I ruin it every time. It just doesn't work out."