<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120213054420/marvel_dc/images/e/ef/Barry_Allen_001.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Barry Alan/The Flash<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"> <br/>  <strong>Location:Central City-Various locations</strong> <br/>  <strong>Tagging:Open</strong>  <br/></span></span><hr/><br/>When you're the fastest man alive, its hard to be late to things but Barry Allen had being late down to a science. Before he gained his powers he was always late, and he decided after gaining his powers to keep the habit to throw anyone off his trail of being the Flash. Today was no different, Barry arrived at work at 9:17 a.m. only seventeen minutes late, early for him. But still...late. Every day, the same talk about how even if he was a good scientist his being late would get him fired some day, but after years of hearing the talk Barry stopped believing it. It had been a good few weeks since the last crime in Central City, so Barry was forced to help with the work load in Star City. Barry hated when he had to help other precincts, he felt like the work he did was not appreciated.  Even worse was the fact that most of the work was testing blood. Was it really necessary for Barry to be in the office for that? Had be been at home the job would have been done long ago. Rolling his eyes Barry completed the tests, at his own pace. Then left the office for the day.<br/><br/>Barry stepped out of the police station and placed his left hand in his pocket. His fingers thumbed around with a ring, the ring containing his suit that had been made to resist the speeds he traveled and not burn up or wear out. Getting the suit out of the ring was easy...it was getting it back in that was the hard part. After a few minutes of standing around lazily, Barry glanced down at his watch. "Holy Crap! Noon Already!..." The moment he said that Barry realized how hungry he was. It seemed to be a real problem now that Barry moved as fast as he did. His body always need food. It got so bad that Barry carried around "Power Bars" when he left the house, even considering making a gauntlet to hold a few in his costume.<br/><br/>The blonde haired man strolled down the road, on the sidewalk at a leisurely pace, letting lyrics to songs, math problems and other time consuming things run through his mind. It was like he never stopped thinking, or eating. After about thirty minutes of walking Barry entered Petersburg, a small area of the city that held many of the better locations for dinning. Luckily Barry had been key in finding a thief, due to blood work and the owner of "Kevin's Bistro" offered to pay for all of Barry's meals and would not take no for an answer.<br/><br/>Barry pushed the door open and a bell rang loudly alerting anyone who was in the small bistro that someone had either left or entered. Barry waved to a waitress and sat down at a table in the far back corner, facing the door. Barry hadn't actually placed an order since his seventh visit when he had established a "usual". On the T.V. in the opposite corner of the room a news report was rambling on about this "Wonder Woman" visiting, Barry had to admit that she was a total babe. 'Maybe the Flash should introduce himself.'  Barry thought to himself but stopped and had a better idea when an ad for Zatanna Zatara's magic show played. That was where Berry would be tonight...