Once the initial plan is enacted, hostages all safe and the psychic lady shut down, Dave's a free agent too. He pulled his timestop for Barry and got the fuck out of dodge to avoid getting hit with Wash's power whammy, and his escape out of range landed him neatly backstage, crouching out of sight of the main conflict for a moment while he catches his breath. Stopping time in such a large area is pretty tiring, goddamn.

Somehow, he is completely unsurprised to see Reaper skulkinn around back here. Straighting back up, Dave greets him with just a little incline of his head, voice pitched low to avoid drawing attention back here. Gotta stay sneaky.

"What's up, you camera-shy? Don't be, dude, you're beautiful and you should be sharing that beauty with the universe on live space-TV."