Batman: If you’re ever in the area, you’ll always have a place to stay…

Green Lantern:

Batman: In my son’s barn.

Green Lantern: There it is.

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That’s sssuming Damian’ll allow it, Hal. And, Bruce, that’s not how you “accommodate” colleagues.

Mornings at the Manor…

Bruce: *whistling while pouring coffee into his mug,*

Bruce: *patting Titus on the head and letting Alfred the Cat use his leg as a scratching post*

Bruce: *grinning while looking out the kitchen window*

Alfred:

Dick:

Tim:

Damian:

Jason: It’s like he’s had a personality transplant. Now he’s happy?

Superman: *hovering in the Gotham night sky* Come on, Bruce! When’s the last time we actually had dinner together?

Batman: *spying on a mob boss from five rooftops away* Four PM, Pacific Time, New Year’s Eve.