[That squeeze of his hand in return is all it takes to leave Lup feeling warm, that almost predatory touch to her grin disappearing into a less toothy, but still completely genuine smile. She may be laying the flirting on a little thick, but Barry out of anyone would know she's doing it because she feels happy and comfortable in his presence, because she loves dragging reactions out of him, because it's such a big part of who they are.

However the night ends up, Lup already knows this is going to be one of the happiest of her life. Just getting this second chance together when she'd been so worried they were completely through, this is everything. Barry is everything. She'll always fight for him, for the chance to the together, for as long as they're able.

Barry fought for her for over a decade while she as trapped. Lup can pick up some of the slack now.]

You read my mind, stud. We can take a trip to Flavor Country later. I want to get you on that dance floor until our feet fall off. It's been forever since we danced. Think you've gone all rusty?

[She hates having to release his hand, but there's just no working the buffet without using both - unless they want to work some tricky magic into dishing up their food - so Lup slips her hand from his and holds out a plate for him to hold instead.] Don't get greedy and try somethin' with cheese on me. I want you at your best tonight, Bluejeans.