*everyone sitting around a table eating shawarma*

Diana So yeah, that's my story of how I got to this world.

Barry So Steve died in the plane.

Diana ...thanks for your subtlety Barry but yes, he did.

Barry *looks around* hmm... I see... would you mind waiting here for a sec?

*theres a flash of lightning, a thunder and for a split second the room is filled with white static. When it quiets down Barry is standing in the middle of the room, holding a very disoriented Steve Trevor dressed as the last time Diana saw him, still holding the smoking gun that shot the bullet at the mustard gas*

Barry This your boy!?