"Funny. Because I do want to. Hartley, right? Come on, turn the lights off."

Hartley turned to the panel and looked it over, then glanced over at Cisco, muttering an apology in Spanish. He moved his fingers quickly and Cisco was plunged into darkness. Damn, he'd panicked enough when he had been able to see, this really didn't feel good.

"...are you all right, Cisquito?"