Shaking his head, Cisco lowers himself to the warehouse floor. He's exhausted; he's not really a runner. Why should he be when one of his best friends is the Flash?

"No, no, no, don't be sorry, it's okay. It's cool, if I wasn't used to crazy, I would've freaked out a little too, it's okay."

He pauses then. "I'm Cisco," he offers, way the hell belatedly. "Sorry if this sounds super lame, but are...you Taylor Swift? Because you look just like her and if you are, I swear, I will not go all fanboy on you, I'll be cool. Just...yeah, are you?"

Translation: did I just save Taylor Swift's life? I am awesome.