When your sleep-deprived brother’s eager to meet his date to the Wayne Foundation gala…

Tam: *walks into the ballroom*

Tim: *clumsily smoothing down his suit* No! She’s here early! How do I look?

Jason: *eyeing Tim’s ruffled hair, bruised cheek, lopsided bowtie, half-untucked dress shirt and muddy patrol boots* It’s better if you didn’t know.

Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: *following Tim around the kitchen* Lotus Bear Relax! I can smell it on you right now!

Tim: *slapping his hand away* Stop smelling my hair, dude!

Jason: Do you know how much that stuff cost?

Tim: I didn’t use your conditioner, Jay!

Jason: Then why does your hair look so baby soft?!

Alfred: *sighs*

Alfred: *adds “conditioner” to grocery list*

Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: *munching on strawberry-flavored Poptarts*

Tim: *staring blankly ahead*

Jason: *waves a hand in front of his brother’s face*

Tim:

Jason: *snaps his fingers*

Tim:

Jason: *tips the big mug of coffee over, spilling its contents*

Tim: *slowly turns his head to face Jason*

Jason: You’re being so quiet. Are you upset or are you just rebooting?