In a bar at The Bowery, Gotham City…
Red Robin: *walks in*
Red Hood: Timbers, what are you doing here all alone? There’s no one here but scoundrels, assassins, and warlords… Scum of the Earth.
Bartender: Ah, Mr. Hood, your usual?
In a bar at The Bowery, Gotham City…
Red Robin: *walks in*
Red Hood: Timbers, what are you doing here all alone? There’s no one here but scoundrels, assassins, and warlords… Scum of the Earth.
Bartender: Ah, Mr. Hood, your usual?
Jason: Talk to me, Dames. You seem more angry and unhappy than usual, which is tough because you’re a curmudgeonly little guy.
Red Hood: Let me show you who the real Jason Todd is. I promise I make a fantastic… third impression.
Roy: I see what’s going on here. You’re afraid I’m just gonna sit around the safe house eating Fritos all day because Kori’s gone.
Jason: I thought it might be Cheetos, but yeah.
Overheard from within a missile silo…
Red Hood: Roy, are you seriously about to disarm a nuclear bomb using fruit juice?
Ground: *tremors*
Red Hood: Did you feel that?
Red Robin: I haven’t felt anything in years.
Arsenal: I have an idea…
Red Hood: Go on.
Arsenal: It’s deceptive and borderline unethical…
Red Hood: I’m listening.
Describing your family to a friend be like…
Jason: Oh, Tim’s actually a really smart kid. He’s stupid as heck, but he’s really smart.
Artemis: Did you hear what you just said?
When your brother tells you to butt out of his fights…
Jason: It’s not my problem, Tim? I’m the one who had to go between you and Damian’s sword.