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"Life is beautiful and terrible, all at the same time. But if we're only living part of it, then we're not living at all."
Now this is plain ridiculous
Her life has always been stuck in the comic book territory- fighting crime as the canary, being resurrected after freaking dying, and lately travelling through time to save the future from an immortal psychopath. But now it's stepping into the tropes overused in fan fiction category, first with the almost freezing to death alongside Captain Cold, and now going undercover in the 1950s pretending to be a married couple.
"Why can't Ray and Kendra do it?" she demands, full aware of the blossoming attraction there, and also of the unrequited affection of Jefferson, who spares her a glare.
"Because an inter-racial couple in this era would draw unnecessary attention, which sort of beats the whole purpose of going undercover," Rip explains, and damn him, he has a good point.
This whole thing is nuts, and what's nuttier is Rip's doing it for love. She'll never get why people do crazy things for love, she swears, but she has to play along. To be honest, she doesn't mind going along with this particular mission, because Leonard lost his partner not long back, and she's not going to leave him alone, not right now.
Gideon provides them clothes and the money and paperwork needed to afford the small house. It's a nice little neighborhood, complete with picket fences, letter boxes with stenciled names, and kids playing on the streets. This certainly isn't a place for a crook and an assassin to be playing house, but here they are, Mister and Missus Snart.
