[ There is something so sweet and honest in Eddie, in the way he thanks Cisco like he really means it. Not a distracted, obligatory thank you. Not because he knows it's what he's supposed to say. But like he is truly grateful. Cisco's heart seems to miss a beat, and he wonders with just a momentary twinge of sadness if he is ever going to get over this stupid crush, hopeless as it might be. ]

What're friends for?

[ He gets to his feet, wiping the tiny bit of excess water from his hands onto his jeans and proclaiming: ]

Now, come on. You had a long day, and that means we're getting take out and watching a movie. No telling how long all this amnesia stuff is gonna keep going for, and you'll probably need all the rest you can get so you can be ready to help out all those confused peeps tomorrow and the day after. We can sub out a Fast and Furious for the Buster Keaton, if you want, or I can just start that one over. Your call.

[ And he offers a hand to Eddie to help him up, smiling. ]