Nightwing: Can I ask you a question?

Oracle: No.

Nightwing: This is a business question. It’s nothing personal. I promise.

Oracle: Fine.

Nightwing: Are you wearing new perfume today?

Oracle: How is that a business question?

Nightwing: Well, you’re wearing it at the Batcave. And, it’s… I’m sorry, no offense, but it’s really sexy.

Oracle: Please don’t smell me, Dick.