Laughing a little in spite of the context of the conversation at large, Cisco holds up both hands in a weak defeat before wrapping his arms around her again. "Okay, no you're right, you win. I'll let you have that one," he concedes, admitting defeat. Still, he would prefer memories like that to the ones he got because he imagines that silly-embarrassing would trump the hell out of painful-and-emotional if Gracie had to choose.

A grin crosses his expression and he gives a nod meant to look humble when the smirk is clearly anything but. "I do. I do do the names; it is kind of my thing," he agrees. "I'm pretty proud of some of the ones I came up with, I mean...some of them are pretty freaking good, if you ask me. I'm just saying."

Cisco sighs a little. It's getting kind of late and they probably shouldn't stick around here for too much longer if they want to get back to their rooms before curfew. That'd be a pretty stupid ass thing to get arrested for, wouldn't it? Not being in their rooms by curfew? Totally lame. Cisco leans in and gives her a chaste little kiss. "We should probably get going soon..." he admits regretfully.