Because he simply can’t hide how unimpressed he is..
Red Hood: *listening to the villain’s monologue*
Red Hood: *yawns* I have a definite opinion in this: I don’t care.
Tag: jason todd
Jason [to Dick]: Do you prefer “fashion victim” or “ensemble-y challenged”?
When your faux fiancée won’t believe how nosy your siblings can be…
Tim [to Tam]: As soon as we touch, the blinds will open, and three annoying, but lovable, misfits will be staring at us.
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And one creepy, but loveable, Batdad will be spying through binoculars from three rooftops away.
“How to Comfort a Lady” by Jason Peter Todd…
Jason: Babs. Relax. Go get a beer.
Barbara: I don’t want a beer!
Jason: Who said it was for you?
How about a punch to the face for dessert, Jay?
Bruce: Have I made myself clear?!
Jason: You’re looking for the answer “yes”?
Bruce: Yes.
Jason: Then yes.
After replacing a tire on the Batmobile…
Red Hood: *whew* Okay, that’s got it.
Batman: Well, it took you long enough.
Red Hood: *rolling his eyes under his helmet* Yeah, B. Nine whole minutes, start to finish. What an incompetent boob.
Oh, the irony of Jason replacing that tire.
In the middle of a jungle mission and both of Tim’s legs are broken…
Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Red Hood: We have to. Tim, I’m sorry –
Red Robin: No, you’re not.
Red Hood: I am, actually, which whatever, but –
Robin: *cocks and aims one of Jason’s guns at him* We are not leaving Drake!
Red Hood: What do you even think you’re doing?
Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*
Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*
Red Hood: Oh my goodness! *wiping tears from his eyes* Okay. Thanks, little D. I think we needed that.
Red Robin: *clutching his belly and sighing blissfully* We did. We really did.
Sorting stacks of old case files at the Batcave…
Dick: You know I think we’re making some real progress.
Tim: Where, in opposite world? We’re never gonna finish all this!
Damian: We could if certain people would help. -Tt-
Jason: *standing behind stacks of cardboard boxes* I’m sorry, are you addressing me? Because your authority is not recognized in Fort Kickass.
Breaking into a top secret facility…
Red Hood: *making snarky comments as they sneak past every guard*
Red Robin: Wait, here’s an idea: You talk louder, and maybe they’ll just come to us.
Red Hood: We’d lose the element of surprise, Timbo.
Red Robin: That was sarcasm!
Red Hood: No way, really? Because so was that, just now!
