"I don't know. Cause you don't want to follow the rules, I assume. And I figured your goals were mostly to piss us all off." Cisco grinned playfully. No, he had no idea why the hell Hartley did what he did, he just knew that he did it. As Cisco moved to the front of his apartment building, he licked the remains of the ice cream from his fingers then paused, frowning. "... Ew, dude. No. Screw that, you're ripped and badass, you'd do fine. He's a scrawny twink, he wouldn't."