Tara: I so appreciate you boys coming when I call. That’s what I like most about you “Heroes for Hire”. Obedient… and suicidally stupid. I like that, too.

Red Hood: Are we gonna fight or make out? ‘Cause I’m getting some really mixed signals here.

At a Wayne Charity Foundation gala…

Dick: What, are you allergic to a suit?

Jason: Nah. I just look good in a leather jacket.


And this is the story of why the Red Hood was grounded from patrol by Alfred until he had himself fitted for a pl"proper" suit.

Criminal: *looks from Arsenal to Red Hood* Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! You two know each other?

Arsenal: Not in the traditional sense. More of a business relationship, I’d say.

Criminal: You’re Hood’s bitch!


Well, if this ain’t in the first few pages of the New 52’s “Red Hood/Arsenal” series…

In my mind, Dick, Jason, and Tim try to give Damian a second chance at childhood even though they didn’t necessarily have great ones themselves.

Reading him bedtime stories. Attending his tea parties with his pets. Teaching him the basics of sports. Even the occasional noogies and wedgies.

They’re trying to pay forward some of the things that Bruce has done for them while they were growing up because Bruce isn’t a perfect father and still struggles to be one for Damian, too.

When your best friend’s acting a little too chipper and friendly for someone in a Mexican standoff with a Gothamite hit squad…  

Red Hood: *whispering* What’s wrong with you? Are you… drunk?

Arsenal: No! 

Arsenal: Yes.

Red Hood: What the heck happened to you?

Arsenal: I found a liquor store.

Red Hood: And?

Arsenal: I drank it.