Chaperoning Lian with your best friend at Junior Prom be like…

Roy: *grinning* You know, I taught her those moves.

Jason: Don’t teach her any more moves. Those are enough moves right there. She doesn’t need any more of your moves.

When you’ve learned the hard way that it’s best not to let your best friend get worried sick about you (and that he doesn’t give a sh*t that Batman sent you on a mission abroad)…

Nightwing: Who’re you calling?

Red Hood: Roy. If I leave him another note that I’m going to Japan, he’ll never speak to me again.

Criminal: *tied up* Those are dummy grenades.

Arsenal: Okay, hang on to this. *pulls grenade pin, then puts the explosive in the criminal’s chest pocket*

Arsenal: If it’s a dummy, you’ll be fine. We’ll be outside.

Criminal: Wait! Fine, it’s live!

Starfire [to Arsenal]: You’ve been hanging around Jason for too long.

Arsenal: Okay. All right. What’s that look?

Red Hood: What look?

Arsenal: The look. The look you give me when you don’t tell me what you’re thinking, and the next think I know, I’m getting shot at.