Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: *scouring the refrigerator*

Dick: *balancing a spoon on the tip of his nose while tiptoeing atop a kitchen stool*

Alfred: *picking up all of Dick’s fallen cutlery*

Tim: *fast asleep and drooling on his pancakes*

Damian: *tossing a “hay salad” for Batcow*

Jason: Ish iz anybody’sh shandwich? Because I’ve eaten half of it and I don’t like it.

You clearly don’t, Jay, based on that turkey scrap dangling from your mouth.