Tim: I was having conversations with myself…
Jason: What did you guys talk about?
Tim: I was having conversations with myself…
Jason: What did you guys talk about?
When your brother tells you what he plans to do for a “dear friend” on Valentine’s Day…
Jason [to Tim, about Tam]: Are you in love with her? ‘Cause it’s that level of stupid.
Visiting your secretly-affection-craving brother’s safe house be like…
Jason [to Dick, Tim, and Damian]: *behind door* Did I say “can”? Because I swallow my consonants sometimes. Can’t… N’T… come in.
When your little brother keeps breaking into your safe house to hang out…
Jason [to Damian]: Isn’t there a child’s balloon you need to pop somewhere?
Batman: I can’t believe you did this.
Red Hood: *grins* You’re welcome.
Batman: That’s not what I meant.
When you say things with a straight face, people get confused, Bruce.
Tim: How often do you say thank you?
Jason: Sarcastically?
Roy: Oh, crap!
Jason: *playing with Lian* What?
Roy: I just took this baby-proofing quiz and our safe house is a death trap.
Jason and Damian: *watching Tim, who stares as Tam walks away, then looks down, dumbfounded, at his hands holding a piece of paper with her number on it*
Tim: *stares into space* Nice.
Jason: Why don’t we give Timbo a couple of minutes to realize that he’s in the real world?
Red Robin: Did Nightwing and Red Hood turn off their mics?
Robin: I did. Those two gab like little school girls on the field. It’s murder on the ears.
Arsenal: *carrying an unconscious thug* Geez, this guy’s heavy.
Red Hood: Well, bad guys don’t count carbs, buddy.