"I don't like olives either," Cisco says with a soft laugh, moving past the awkwardness of the situation (and Cisco's idiotic stumbling). "But I do like quesadillas. Would you be interested in splitting one of those?" he asks, lifting his eyes to watch Matt's face.

He understands why Matt wears the reflective glasses (or he thinks he does, but he doesn't know for certain) and he realizes that Matt won't be able to see Cisco looking into his eyes, but Cisco can't help wanting to see them anyway.