After arguing about whose turn it was to do the laundry at the safe house after an exhausting night of patrol…
Roy [to Jason]: You know, I would storm out of here right now!
Roy: … If I had some money or a place to go.
After arguing about whose turn it was to do the laundry at the safe house after an exhausting night of patrol…
Roy [to Jason]: You know, I would storm out of here right now!
Roy: … If I had some money or a place to go.
Jason: Losers walk.
Roy: Oh, yeah? Losers talk.
Jason: No, no, no. Actually, losers rhyme.
Flipping your safe house be like…
Roy: Oops! Sorry, Jaybird. Did I get ya?
Jason: No, you didn’t get me, Roy. It’s an electric drill. You get me, you kill me!
When Bizarro learned to cook for breakfast…
Roy: Whose eggs do you like better, his or mine? Huh?
Jason: Well, I… like both eggs equally.
Roy: Oh, come on! Nobody likes two different kinds of eggs equally. You like one better than the other, and I wanna know which!
Jason: Well, what’s the difference? Your eggs aren’t here anymore, are they? You took your eggs and you left! Did you really expect me never to find new eggs?
Well, technically, you left, Jay, but whatever.
Jason and Roy: *taking turns playing Batman: Arkham Knight on Xbox*
Jason and Roy: *hear alarm blaring*
Roy: Is that the fire alarm?
Jason: Yeah. *feels the floor* Oh, it’s not warm yet. We still have time.
Roy: Cool.
Roy: If you hated the bracelet so much, Jason, you should have just said so.
Jason: Well, doesn’t the fact that I wore the bracelet even though I hated it say something about our friendship and how much it means to me?
Roy: What about the fact that you insulted the bracelet and you made fun of me?
Jason: Okay, well, that’s the part where I’m an ass.
Roy: Hey, what do you want to do for dinner?
Jason: *shrugs* Well, we could just stay in and cook for ourselves.
Jason and Roy: *laugh hysterically*
Coin flips be like…
Roy: Alright… Ducks are heads because ducks… have heads.
Jason: What kind of scary-ass clowns came to your birthday parties?
When your angsty best friend’s hesitant to get a roommate…
Roy: You think of it as your safe house and I’m just somebody who rents a room.
Jason: Mmmm.
Roy: Okay, while you “mmmm” on it for a while, I’m gonna go find a place for my bazooka arrows.
Roy: Hey, Jaybird, can you help me out here? I promise I’ll pay you back.
Jason: Oh, yeah, right. Okay… Including the waffles last week, you now owe me… 17 jillion dollars.