Ladies of the Batfamily: *swooning over pictures of Dick in his 80s Nightwing suit*
Red Hood: *rubs his ears*
Red Hood: I’m sorry, but when I hear an undeserved compliment, it makes my ears want to throw up.
Ladies of the Batfamily: *swooning over pictures of Dick in his 80s Nightwing suit*
Red Hood: *rubs his ears*
Red Hood: I’m sorry, but when I hear an undeserved compliment, it makes my ears want to throw up.
Red Robin: We should tell Bruce.
Red Hood: Or we don’t tell him so he doesn’t get pissed at us again.
Red Robin: I like where this is going.
Red Hood: It’s going. That’s it. It went.
Oh, please, Mr. Timothy “I Lie to Batman” Drake.
Doing dishes at the safe house…
Jason: Did you put hydrochloric acid in this mug?
Roy: Oh, yeah. I was trying to get the stains out.
Jason: You know, soap would work, and it wouldn’t kill someone if they accidentally drank it.
Roy: But soap leaves a film.
Mornings at the Manor (and it’s Jason’s turn to cook breakfast)…
Tim: *takes a bite* It tastes familiar.
Dick: Uhhh… Beef?
Tim: No.
Jason Chicken? I’ll take chicken.
Damian: What does it taste like, Drake?
Tim: Despair.
Dick:
Jason:
Damian:
Jason: Is it possible that it just needs salt?
When you’re just trying to be Gotham City’s antihero…
Civilian: Hey, you’re the criminal and drugs guy!
Red Hood: That doesn’t sound like flattery.
At the safe house…
Buzzer: *buzzes*
Roy: *checks the security camera feed to see who’s outside*
Roy: *sees Batman*
Roy [to Jason]: Do you want me to let him know that you’re too sarcastic to see him right now?
When you team up with your brother to catch one of the most elusive criminal masterminds in the world…
Red Hood: You were very good out there.
Red Robin: And you were very Jason.
Downtime at the Manor…
Jason: Remember when you said that you could use several cold beers tonight?
Dick: Uh, I never said that, Jay.
Jason: Yeah? Maybe that was me.
When your adoptive father’s one of the best stalkers in the world…
Red Hood [to Batman]: How did you know I was here? Are you tracking my cell phone signal? You know what, I don’t want to know! It’ll just lead to more questions.
Mobster: *tied up and cursing at Red Hood in Russian*
Red Hood: You have some mouth on you.
Mobster: You speak Russian?
Red Hood: *cracks his knuckles*
Red Hood: Just the swear words.
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Don’t be modest, Jason. We know it’s canon that you do.