Batman: *typing away on the Watchtower’s mainframe computer while rest of the Justice League excitedly pack for their annual team building trip*
Green Lantern [to The Flash]: I can’t even picture Bats on vacation. I bet he doesn’t even own shorts.
See, playboy billionaire Bruce Wayne goes on vacation all the time. Reclusive vigilante Batman? Not so much.
Tag: incorrect batfamily quotes
Bruce: I was just thinking, when my time comes –
Dick: Bruce!
Damian: Father!
Bruce: Listen to me. When my time comes, I want to be buried at sea.
Tim: You what?
Bruce: I want to be buried at sea. It looks like fun.
Jason: Define “fun”.
Also, you might want to have a word with Arthur about that.
Jason: What’s the matter?
Tim: *sighs* Nothing. I’m sorry. I’m just out of sorts.
Jason: Well, you can use some of my sorts. I rarely use them.
Red Hood: You know that thing where you and I talk to each other about things?
Nightwing: *nods eagerly* Yeah?
Red Hood: Let’s not do that anymore.
He’s not really into the whole heart-to-heart thing, Dick.

Imagine: Jason, picked up by Alfred on Bruce’s orders and heading to the Manor for a family dinner.
Nightwing: Let’s just talk. We never just hang out and talk anymore!
Batman: Hrrrrn. Dick, that’s all we do.
Reminiscing about “them good ol’ days” be like…
Jason: *struggling to speak through his laughter* Oh, m-man. Oh, oh, remember when I stuck that broom in your bike spokes and you flipped over and hit your head on the curb? Tim: No. But I remember people telling me about it.
Reminiscing about “them good ol’ days” be like…
Jason: *struggling to speak through his laughter* Oh, m-man. Oh, oh, remember when I stuck that broom in your bike spokes and you flipped over and hit your head on the curb?
Tim: No. But I remember people telling me about it.
When your brothers presesure you to hang out with them…
Tim: I kind of have plans.
Dick: You have another family?
Tim: Yeah, I, uh… I have a date.
Damian: You have a date?
Tim: Yes! I have a date.
Dick: With a… girl?
Tim: No, with a crouton. *rolls eyes* What is so strange about me having a date?
Jason: With a crouton?
At the safe house…
Doorbell: *buzzes*
Jason: *sighs* It’s Morse code. It’s Damian.
Roy: How do you know?
Jason: Because the doorbell just said, “It’s me, morons”.