You're… [ how does one break the news to a seemingly confused stranger that they are stalking him? he puts his thinking cap on and asks himself what cisco would do… and that would be to exclaim very loudly that he has a stalker and possibly make up a codename for her. that's not going to work. nor is it going to work if he does what ralph would do... which is probably elongate himself and disappear in a hurry—or just be ralph-like. guess he has to do what barry would do.

clasping his hands together in front of him, barry looks just as awkward as he feels. she clearly doesn't know what she's doing, and that makes him feel a little bad.

tone gentle, ] You've kind of been following me. [ #smooth. he scrunches up his face and sounds like he isn't quite sure of that himself, so he corrects a little more firmly, ] Like in and out of the bakery? And the shoe store? I'm flattered, but… [ he's pretty sure she doesn't want to be following him. he's really boring. ] You can't stop following me, can you?