When you show up at the Batcave unannounced after having been “estranged” from your adoptive father for a while…
Nightwing:
Batman:
Nightwing:
Batman: *goes back to typing on the Batcomputer*
Nightwing: Good! Let bygones be bygones. Maybe you want to hug it out or bump fists?
Batman: No. Let’s just work on the case.
At the Justice League beach trip…
Bruce: *setting up miniature surveillance equipment and burying them in the sand*
Clark: *rolls eyes* Tell me you know how to swim.
Bruce: I know how to swim, Clark. I swim for survival, not for fun.
When you’re weary from patrol and craving for some shut-eye only to find intruders in your safe house…
Red Hood: …
Nightwing: *rummaging through the cabinets*
Red Robin: *installing security cameras in the living room*
Robin: *examining the samurai swords hanging on the wall*
Red Hood: I gave you my passcode for emergencies.
Robin:
Red Robin:
Nightwing: We were out of Doritos.
When you’re on the way to a suspect’s location and Waze is down (or Red Robin’s not answering for some reason *rolls eyes*)…
Robin: To which city are we near?
Nightwing: Coast! Fawcett! Oh, oh, Gateway!
Red Hood: Okay, why are you even answering?
Batman: Hood, stay!
Red Hood: *runs towards the firefight* I’m not your poodle, Bats!
Robin: When it comes to stupidity, I would not underestimate Todd.
Jason: You can call me… anything you want. *wiggles eyebrows*
Artemis: How about “Totally Inappropriate”?
Superman: Actually, I saw “Goodfellas” with Bruce!
Green Lantern: Really? Bruce sees movies made after 1957?
Batman: What’s your point, Jordan?
Green Lantern: *startled* Whoa! That was an impressively quiet entrance.
Preparing to jump a gang of mobsters be like…
Red Hood: Okay. On three. One. Two –
Arsenal: Why don’t we just go on two?
Red Hood: Why two?
Arsenal: Because it’s faster.
Red Hood: You know, I could’ve counted to three, like, four times without all this “two” talk!
Arsenal: All right, but in the future…
Red Hood: Okay. One. Two –
Arsenal: So are we going on two?
Dick: *knocking on Tim’s bedroom door* Come on!
Damian: Drake! Open up. We would like to speak to you.
Tim: *muffled* I don’t feel like talking!
Dick: Oh, come on, Timmy, we care about you!
Cass: We’re worried about you.
Jason: And some of us really have to pee!