"Let's see." Hartley leaned in to kiss Cisco and lick his lips, since he apparently wasn't capable of eating without ice cream getting everywhere. "It's true."

He laughed and pulled back. "I like to be thorough before I believe a claim." That said he focused on his own ice cream again, tilting his head to the side. "The Trickster's told me fun stories of what will happen to me when I get to Iron Heights. I can hardly wait."