"I never called you a fag. And they're not my friends." They were people he was working with on a project and new members of the 'we hate Hartley' club. The ever building, ever growing club. "Look, I'm busy, okay? I'm working on that project you insisted I redo so why don't you take this whole speech thing and go away. I don't need it, I get it. Homophobia is bad. Check. Still doesn't make me gay, still doesn't make you not a dick." And with that, Cisco looked back down, trying not to let himself get pulled into a proper argument. He knew he'd end up looking like a dick.