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[It really was just an exercise to see if Cisco could vibe her from one end of the lab to another. So when Caitlin pops out of the breach and skids along the slick floor of the Cortex of STAR Labs, she is laughing. Until she realizes there's no victory cry from Cisco. No sounds of Barry or Iris or even Joe wandering around. No grumble from Harry either.]

Cisco? Harry?

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[She's just trying to wind her up. Caitlin knows it.]

I'm actually someone who fights on the side of good. So I'm not the Killer Frost you're probably familiar with.

Maybe not, but I bet she's still in ya. [She's intrigued by this new baby Frost. She could really be fun in the right conditions, maybe.]

Why? She's on the side of good as well.

That so? [She perks a brow.] Then why did you adopt the Killer part of the moniker?

What makes you think she's still Killer Frost?

Then what does she go by, sweetcheeks?

I don't see how that's any of your business.

[Her eyebrows both arch.] You've basically admitted you're just the cute librarian half of her. What difference does it make?

We work together instead of separately.

...and don't call me sweetcheeks.

[At least she and Frost could agree on that.]

How so? [She just shrugs one shoulder at the comment about the petname.]

We accept each other. Work together and make it easier for both of us.

[She looks skeptical as she steps away.] If you say so.

[She shifts and the coloring changes to something else]

I do say so. You must be a minion from the knock off on the other Earth.

[She snickers a little and turns on her heel.] at least this looks better. But nah, I don't work for her. I'm also pretty sure she's not the knock-off.

Guess they'll just take anyone in here.

You ain't met this Earth's version of me, have ya? [She smirks.] Bet I know more about you than you'd like me to. Even if there are differences, there's similarities, too.

Don't need a pet. And there's some similarities. You're not going to find me running around in bondage gear anytime soon.

[She laughs and shakes her head.] Oh, honey, I'm nobody's pet.

Doesn't sound like it.

[The pet name almost has her glowering but she'll let it slide.]

So are you the Flash's pet, then? Is that how it works on this Earth? [There's a taunting edge to her voice, because she definitely wants to get a rise out of her. More than she already has, anyway.]

[She's faced off worse than this]

This Earth? Maybe. Like you, I"m not from this Earth.

This Earth, [A dismissive wave of one hand.] Your Earth, whatever.

Get it straight before you start throwing around fun guesses.

Where's the fun in that?

Might run into the wrong Killer Frost. Then where's the fun for you?