Cisco has the same problem, too distracted by his new surroundings to pay the sidewalk much attention. He runs into her full force, only his windmilling arms keeping them from hitting the pavement. He'd always known his wildly uncoordinated flailing would come in handy one day.

He takes a second to reorient himself, his hands on her shoulders to steady them both.

"Felicity," he says, breaking out into a smile. "It's nice to have a friend in crazy town."