Mornings at the Manor…

Alfred: *preparing servings of Eggs Benedict*

Bruce: *reading the Gotham Gazette*

Dick: *choosing among his alphabetically arranged cereals*

Damian: *feeding grains to Jerry the Turkey by hand while whistling Beethoven’s “Symphony No. 9”.

Tim: *grappling with Jason, who’s tightly holding onto the last packet of instant coffee in the Manor, on the kitchen floor*

Tim: I’ll imaginary-sleep when I’m imaginary-dead!