Barry gives Yamato a pointed look. Clearly they were never going to maintain the ruse, and now everything that happens is definitely Yamato's fault.

"Little small things," Barry says, holding up his thumb and forefinger pinched together.

"For instance mine, I had a little bit of a sugar crash. Almost passed out a couple of times on a high-speed chase. I had some orange juice and stuff and it was cool," he says, talking fast. Maybe a little too fast to be fully understood, but that's totally not on purpose. Right.

"And Yamato... " Barry gestures at Yamato, indicating he should go right ahead now.