Justifying why Tim’s hanging upside down, fast asleep, from the Batcave ceiling….

Jason: Bruce, try to understand. There are two kinds of Robins: jocks and nerds. As a jock, it is my duty to give nerds a hard time.


You sure Tim’s the only “nerd”, Jay?

Trying to make up for lost time with your bitter back-from-the-dead son be like…

Bruce: Remember when I used to push you on the swing?

Jason: I was faking it.

Bruce: Hn. Liar.

Jason: Oh, yeah? Remember this? “Higher, Bruce! Higher! Whee! Whee! Push harder, Bruce!”

Jason: Bruce, I thought you might forget our little conversation this afternoon, so I took the precaution of recording it.

Bruce: *narrows eyes* What conversation?

Jason: *plays recording*

Jason: *on the recording* Bruce, can Roy live in our garage for as long as he wants?

Jason: *mimics Bruce’s voice* He sure can!

Dick: Bruce! What were you thinking?

Bruce: Hn. That’s not my voice.

Jason: Oh, everybody says that when they hear themselves on tape.

While the rest of the Justice League drink their coffee…

Batman: It’s a brain and nerve tonic, full of proteins and electromagnetic juices. *offers cup to Hal*

Green Lantern: *takes a sip* Wow! It’s like there’s a party in my mouth and everybody’s invited!

When your billionaire father’s also a vigilante who doesn’t have time to ponder how much gifts for teenagers cost…

Tim: Bruce, um, can I have some money to buy Damian a birthday present?

Bruce: Here you go.

Tim: *counts the money* Bruce, this is $110!

Bruce: Oh, sorry. *hands him the whole wallet*

When your father decides that it’s time for you to be a responsible adult vigilante and earn money for your own “toys”…

Batman: So maybe a part-time job is the answer.

Red Hood: Aw, Bruce, I couldn’t ask you to do that. You’re already running Wayne Enterprises, and Damian is such a handful –

Red Robin: He means you should get a job, stupid.