"OK, that's enough of that."
Flash said and suddenly, Lisa Snart was in a pipeline cell.
"Aw, boo!" cried Ovah. "You know she's just going to keep being ready for business until Cisco gives her what she needs. Kinda how this works."
"Maybe how you work, but that's not how Team Flash works." Iris said with a frown.
"Uh, hello? I am Team Flash! Master's Team Flash, which means I'm Team Flash, just way less repressed. Here, I'll prove it. Remember this?"
Ovah shapeshifted to Lisa Snart, golden teddy and all.
"Figured if anybody could keep him from unleashing a WMD kind of STD, it'd be you capes."
With a finger snap, she turned back.
"See? We already know his evil master plan! Thanks, Ovah. Gee, you're welcome, Ovah."
A stunned Cisco held up a finger.
"Wait, did you mean ready for business as in-"
"Horny? Randy? Aroused? Seriously needing some Ramone beefsteak injection? Yeah, any of those, Master."
"Ramon, focus!" snapped Wells.
"Right, focus, like on . . ."