[ Cisco recognizes the cue for what it is, and he's more than happy to follow suit. They'd talked about... well, not all of the stuff that they probably ought to, but a good portion of it. And any discussion of Eobard is bound to make Cisco want to change the subject pretty darn fast.

He doesn't know how great of an idea it is to drink after what they'd both just put their brains through. Then again, they'd both gone through the nightmare ringer, so Cisco's willing to say fuck it. He considers, humming in thought as he pours the masa into the pot, slowly. ]

You know what? Normally I'd say just beer, but a mixed drink is sounding pretty baller at the moment. What don't you surprise me? They're gonna be pork tamales, just a little spicy, so maybe something kind of tangy, sweet but not too sweet?