Raven: You, me? Fat chance!
Beast Boy: *turns into a gorilla and drums his fists on his chest*
Beast Boy: I have a chance! And it’s fat!
Raven: You, me? Fat chance!
Beast Boy: *turns into a gorilla and drums his fists on his chest*
Beast Boy: I have a chance! And it’s fat!
Rachel: Surely you can’t be serious.
Garfield: I am serious.
Garfield: And don’t call me “Shirley”.
Missions be like…
Tim: You’re ready?
Conner: Not at all. But that’s never stopped us before.
When Conner tells Tim that he’s considering moving to space to get in touch with his Kryptonian roots…
Conner: Okay, we need to talk.
Tim: I’m sorry, Clone Boy, I can’t understand you. You’ve developed some accent from that new planet you might move to!
Conner [to Bruce]: Your son, he’s my best friend, he’s like a brother to me. But he’s a disaster.
When asked what he loves about Raven…
Beast Boy: Raven hates Valentine’s Day. And brunch. And outside. And smiling.
Beast Boy: *laughs*
Beast Boy: She’s weird.
At a mission briefing in the Titans Tower…
Tim: So, basically, we’re completely swamped. All hands on deck.
Tara: I don’t even work for this team…
Tim: Don’t care. I need anyone with a pulse and a brain to pitch in.
Bart: *walks in* Tim, do you need help with anything?
Tim: No, we’re good, thanks. In fact, you can head home early.
At a mission briefing in the Titans Tower…
Tim: Yes, we are a team, but I am the team leader. So I made a bold decision: we’re playing it safe.
Why Conner thinks Tim’s a hipster…
Tim: I only listen to, like, Gothamite death reggae and Halloween sound effects records from the 1950s.
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Because Tim canonically listens to Depeche Mode and Enya. And his best bud canonically discovered his CDs.
Tim catching up with Conner about what his best (hybrid clone) friend has been learning so far…
Conner: *excitedly* I know Word.
Conner: And I can open a document.
Conner: “Save it”. “Save as”.
Conner: “Print”. “Print preview”!