Which was good because that kind of explosion would have been bad. Very bad.

"Good!" Barry said cheerfully, "Nothing ruins the mood more than a solar powered explosion. I, um, did pick up something for you when I was home this weekend."

He reached into his messenger bag which for some reason took more of his arm than should have been possible. He then pulled out two compact (but still too big to have fit in that bag) ion cannons. "I figured we could hook these up for you sometime later. The mount will have to be modified as well as the power output. Is this weird? My friend told me to bring flowers but who doesn't want ion cannons?"

Barry looked down at the weapons.

"Okay. Maybe this is weird."