Miraculous and The Flash crossover: Collision of Worlds. (Book 4)

Now, in his civilian identity, Barry sits at the restaurant bar of Le Grand Paris hotel, by himself. Chloe's butler tends to the bar.

Butler Jean: What can I get for you, Monsieur Allen?

Barry: Just a root beer, Jean. Tout de suite.

The butler nods.

Butler Jean: Of course, Monsieur. One root beer, à venir.

He whips up a glass of root beer for the teen.

Barry: Thanks. Just leave the bottle, Jean.

Butler Jean nods, and a familiar voice is heard, as Barry takes a sip of root beer.

Female voice: Having a rough night?

Barry looks towards the source of the voice.

In her usual outfit, consisting of her multi-colored hexagon emblem t-shirt, and yellow pants, under her faux leather jacket. Complete with a blue beanie on top of her long blonde hair, now with a magenta streak on the left side. Zoe Lee approaches the bar.

Barry sighs, in exhaustion.

Barry: (Sighs) You don't know the half of it, Zoe.

She takes a seat, next to Barry.

Zoe: My usual, Armand. This one's on me.

Armand: Of course, Mademoiselle Zoe.

He pours Zoe a glass of milk, and hands it to the blonde.

Zoe: Thanks, Armand.

The butler nods, acknowledgingly.

Armand: The pleasure is all mine, Mademoiselle Zoe. (Aurez-vous besoin d'autre chose?)

Zoe: No, thank you. That'll be all, Armand.

He nods, and walks off. Waiting by the door. Barry looks at Zoe, in surprise.

Barry: You've certainly picked up on a lot, I see.

Zoe: Yeah, I've been adjusting to my new home, quite well.
Plus, I've been learning how to understand French, courtesy of Chloe.

Barry: Huh, interesting.

Zoe holds her glass of milk, before speaking up, again.

Zoe: So, what's up, Barry? And don't tell me it's nothing. You obviously wouldn't be here, otherwise.

Barry takes a drink of his root beer, and pours more in the glass, before speaking to Zoe.

Barry: (Sighs) I don't know. I...I got into an argument earlier, and it didn't go so well.

Zoe: Who did you get into an argument with?

Barry looks at Zoe, solemnly.

Barry: I'd rather not say, Zoe. The last thing I need is to rope you into my drama.

Zoe nods as she listens to Barry, before taking a drink of her milk. And placing a comforting hand on Barry's shoulder.

Zoe: That's okay, Barry. I...I understand your privacy. But, if I may, keeping your problems a secret is not a good thing. If you need someone to vent to, I'm more than willing to hear you out.

Barry takes another drink of root beer.

Barry: (Huffs) It just feels like I'm doing more harm than good here.

Zoe quickly becomes puzzled.

Zoe: What do you mean?

Barry: Ever since Marinette's mom was murdered, I've been working for the last 4 weeks, trying to prove her father didn't murder his wife. But I haven't even gotten close to closing the case.