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As Barry, Emma and Kara walked out from the side of the stage, Emma excitedly smiled at Kara. "You're a really good singer, by the way," Emma said and Kara smiled.

"Hey, thanks. My sister says I put the Kara in karaoke," Kara said.

"Oh...maybe that's why Aunt Alex always drags me to karaoke bars," Emma said.

"There you are!"

Barry and Kara stiffed up as Malcom Merlyn stormed up to the three in a white suit. "Merlyn," Barry muttered but Emma and Merlyn looked at him confused.

"Who?" Emma asked.
"Who?" Merlyn asked.

"Malcolm Merlyn," Barry muttered to Emma.

"Former head of the League of Assassins," Kara also muttered to Emma.

"The what of the what?" Emma asked.

"What the hell you talking about, kid?" Merlyn asked and they looked at him again. "My name's Cutter Moran, I own this club, and both of you work for me."

"We what now?" Kara asked.
"We what now?" Barry asked.
"They what now?" Emma asked.

"I pay you to sing, and you to hand out drinks, not pepper me with questions," Merlyn said before he looked at Kara. "And I hope you got something better in your songbook than what you were belting out up there, blondie."

"Hey!" Kara exclaimed before she placed her hands on her hips. "Don't call me blondie."

"Hey, look, I don't know who you are-" Barry started, getting protective over Kara, stepping up to Merlyn. But Merlyn pulled out a knife, and both Kara and Emma pulled Barry back. "-obviously you're someone who's quick with a knife."

"You have to excuse my friend. He doesn't think before he talks," Kara said.

"Yeah, I had a cousin like that. I had to slit his throat too," Merlyn said and the three stared at him awkwardly.

"Oh," Kara muttered.

"That's...colorful," Emma muttered.

"Grady! Get these two set up. And nothing I've heard before. I want something original," Merlyn said before he took off.

When he saw gone, Emma turned to her parents, worried. "Dad, I don't have my powers," Emma said.

"Me neither," Barry said.

"Ditto," Kara said. But then Winn walked up to them, in a black suit and his hair also slicked back. "Winn! Winn, you're here too?"

"Ah! Who's Winn? The name is Grady. I tickle the keys around here. Say, you realize how he got the nickname Cutter, don't you?" Winn asked.

"No," Barry muttered.

"Because he likes to cut people," Winn said and Emma nodded a little.

"Reasonable," she said. But then they heard chuckling from what looked to be Cisco, who walked up to them, in a white suit.

"You ask me, I think he's all talk," Cisco said.

"Cisco- not Cisco. Hello," Barry said but Cisco stared at him oddly.

"I pray that, one day, you do not find out how very, very wrong you are, Pablo. Now go do your job," Winn said before he took off and Cisco smacked him with his rag.

"All right," Cisco muttered before looking back at the three. "You see, Grady doesn't know this, but one day, I'm gonna be somebody. I'm gonna be somebody, and it's gonna happen right there on that stage. You'll see. I just need my one shot."