Robin [on the Comm Link]: Father, where are you? Are you all right? 

Robin: Father, call us right away. 

Robin: Father, can I go see “Star Wars” with Jon on Friday? 

Batman: Your concern is touching. 

Red Hood: *unconscious on the floor*

Nightwing: Well?

Red Robin: *checks Red Hood’s pulse* He’ll live.

Robin: What, no brain damage?

Red Robin: If he has some, it happened way before tonight and was probably self-inflicted.

Red Hood: *gets up* Ahhh, good times. 

When your little brother finally discovers the wondrous world of social media…

Robin: How do you keep finding me?

Red Robin: You really should tweet less.

Robin: -Tt-

Robin: But everyone deserves to know what I’m thinking all the time.

When your little brother just loves his pets…

Damian [to Alfred]: Pennyworth, I need that “cootie” shot. Titus and I accidentally touched tongues.

Tim: How is this “accidentally” when it’s the fifth time?