"Well... I could get you this island," Barry said with a knowing look. "But every hurricane season this fucker goes underwater so I don't think it's the best investment. However any time you want to get away from Fandom weirdness? I'll put up a bungalow for the two of us for a few days."

He smiled. He was enjoying this. "Now if you want food poisoning I can make sure that happens but for the most part I can tell you this food is fresh and lacking any kind of microbes that you'd regret eating later."

He settled down and started working on opening one of the bottles of champagne. "I'm also pretty sure you'll like what I got you."