Leonard Snart

[old_school]

Leonard Snart.
You know how this works.

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[haveagoodheart]

[She lets out a small sigh of relief]

Though I've heard the other Central City is a lot worse. Almost Bludhaven or even like Gotham.

[old_school]

Gotham is a meat grinder. [A roll of his shoulder.] Not a place anyone sane would want to visit. For the most part Central is a decent city.

[haveagoodheart]

You've been to that version of Central City?

[She's surprised.]

[old_school]

I've been to Gotham. [A clarification, even if he doesn't elaborate exactly on why.] The Central City is a decent city. For the most part.

[haveagoodheart]

[She shakes her head]

And how exactly do you know Barry?

[old_school]

We ran in similar circles back home. [Ha. He can't help himself.]

Barry.. helped me out with a minor family disagreement. He's a good man, your son.

[haveagoodheart]

[Nora smiles fondly]

I have no doubt that he would be when he grows up. Grew up. That's still weird to think about.

[old_school]

Time travel takes a little getting used to. Been there, done that.

[haveagoodheart]

You traveled time?

[old_school]

For about a year on a ship called the Waverider. Right up until I died. [Shrug] Will die.

[haveagoodheart]

apparently, that’s going to happen to me as well.

[old_school]

Maybe we can start our own gang, the 'not quite dead yet of New Dodge'? [Yes he's being a smartass, but it's far better than discussing the people they're going to leave behind.]

[haveagoodheart]

[she laughs at that]

The Central City chapter, of course.

[old_school]

For starters. I know someone who might even be inclined to make up mugs. [And distraction achieved as they arrive at the door to the casino. The sign is still new, but heralds it as Rogues Gallery Casino and Bar. Remodeling and rearranging of things is almost done (or never done when you're a perfectionist).] And here we are.

[haveagoodheart]

[She looks up at it]

Catchy name. Why a casino and bar?

[old_school]

I needed something to do. [He can't exactly go rob banks for a living now. Well he could, but still..] Besides, when a man like me can walk into a casino and rob it blind at the tables it clearly needed new management. The mayor was good enough to let me buy it from the Council.

[haveagoodheart]

[That gets her attention]

At least you're going onto the straight and narrow now.

[old_school]

Who said anything about that? [A devilish smirk as he leads her back to a quieter portion of the bar. A beer for him and of course, whatever the lady might like.]

[haveagoodheart]

A wine, please. Chablis.

[She takes in the entire place and looks at him again]

You have a legitimate business, Leonard. Unless you're robbing from yourself.

[old_school]

[It only takes him a moment to find a decent bottle of wine for her, uncork and pour a glass. He offers a brief shrug and a smile that might almost be teasing.] And what would the fun be if I told you all my secrets this early?

[haveagoodheart]

What fun would it be to keep all your secrets to yourself?

[She holds up her glass in a toast]

[old_school]

What fun would it be if I gave them away so early? [A sly smile as he clinks the neck of the beer bottle against her glass.] As things quiet down we'll open up properly. Run the tables a little tighter.

[haveagoodheart]

The ghosts you mentioned.

[old_school]

The ghosts. At the moment people are a little too distracted, I think, to really feel like hitting the tables.

[haveagoodheart]

Does that kind of thing happen often here? In New Dodge.