At St. Hadrian’s Finishing School for Girls… 

Matron: *observes as Agent 37 swings from bar to bar during gymnastics class*

Matron: I knew there was something I didn’t like about him.

Students: *oooohs and ahhhhs*

Matron: *narrows eyes* Too pretty.

Students: *squeal in delight as Agent 37 does a triple somersault* 

Matron: *snaps a pen she’s been holding in half* Bet he takes yoga classes just so he can pick up girls. Probably subscribes to the Gotham Gazette but doesn’t even read it, just leaves a copy laying out where people can see it. 

Nightwing [on the Comm Link]: Wait, did you just use the word “veritable” in a sentence?

Oracle: Yes, I did.

Nightwing: Sexy.

Oracle: You should hear me say “fallacious”.

Red Hood: Uh. *shuts off earpiece*

Red Robin: Gross. *shuts off earpiece*

Robin: -Tt- *shuts off earpiece*

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. 

That one time Roy got a part-time job at a fast food restaurant…

Dick: What’s your soda refill policy?

Roy: All you can drink, if you buy a jumbo cup.

Wally: Careful, Roy. That’s how I bankrupted a Pizza Hut.