[ they really shouldn't have. barry dislikes how his stomach doesn't rumble at the mere mention of food being just around the corner. ]

[ his footsteps stop being so sullen; strides long, barry takes note of the corridors at such a human pace. he decides, then and there, he prefers it when the world around him is a blur. ]

[ looking at anders, he lowers his head, thinks it over, and concludes: ] I think I can deal for now. But if there's no peanuts, dude — Can you let Wonderland know I really love Lady Gaga?

[ barry takes a longer step to come out in front when they're right by the bar, and peers in with his head around the corner of the doorframe. ] Huh.