How’s Batman so awesome at being dramatic? Practice makes perfect…

Batman: You’ve been avoiding me, Clark.

Superman: *standing behind him* How do you do that without turning around?

Batman: To be honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you, but… here we are.

When you invite Batman to the annual Justice League Holiday Party at the Watchtower…

Batman: The nerve of those rookies. Inviting me up there, and on such short notice.

Batman: Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it.

Batman: Four o’clock, wallow in self pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one. 5:30, jazzercize. 6:30, dinner with me. I can’t cancel that again.

Batman: 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing; I’m booked. Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9 I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling, and slip slowly into madness.

Batman: But what would I wear?

Alfred: *rolls his eyes*

Alfred: *leaves to draw Bruce a bath*

Rationalizing his actions to Batman be like…

Jason: Me? I’m dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly, it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for. You never can predict if they’re going to do something incredibly stupid.

Bruce: *narrows eyes into slits*

Consistency is key, huh, Jay?