Those oh-so-rare family camping trips be like…

Jason: *loading tents, sleeping bags, backpacks and concealed weapons into the Batvan*

Damian: *securing Batcow’s trailer*

Dick: *staring questioningly at Tim while applying sunblock on his face*

Tim: *carrying case files in one hand and a coffee mug in the other* I don’t know why you guys can’t go without me and just Photoshop me in.

Artemis: *walking towards Jason and Tim*

Jason: *quickly combs his hair and dusts his jacket off* I need you to be cool. Can you be cool?

Tim: Historically speaking, it’s not my strong suit.

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Don’t sell yourself short, Timmy.

Red Robin: Your book was a bomb.

Red Hood: *slams Tolstoy’s “War and Peace” shut and gets up from his seat* Who are you to criticize my life’s work?!

Red Robin: Your book was a bomb. It exploded.

Red Hood: Oh.

Red Hood: *goes back to reading*

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Way to mix your interests, Jay.

Tim: Do you know that you have a “tell” when you lie?

Jason: Oh, do I?

Tim: You answer questions with questions.

Jason: Maybe I know I have a tell and I know you know I have a tell, and maybe I’m doing it now to confuse you because you don’t know what tell I’m telling.

Tim: *stares blankly into the camera like he’s on “The Office”

Sharing a bedroom with your brother be like…

Jason [to Dick and Damian]: *gestures to Tim* … So he was up all night with a high fever, cramping and crying.

Tim: *indignant, spilling over his coffee* Dude!

Jason: Oh, my bad. Not crying. Punching the wall all manly-and-angry-like.

Jason: So, who’d you side with, Tim or Damian?

Dick: Neither. I just pretended that I was paged by Bruce, and then when they said that they didn’t hear anything, I called them both liars and somersaulted away.

Jason: Smooth.