When an Amazonian warrior knows more about your culture than you do…

Artemis: I think your hand is supposed to be on my hip.

Jason: Right. Apparently I learned the girls’ part of this dance. Would you mind leading?

Dick: I can’t believe you bugged my apartment, Little D! That’s terrible!

Damian: No, “terrible” is having to listen to you and that moron West yammer on for four hours about which sandwich you would bring if you were stranded on an island.

Simon: *in civilian clothes, whistling while making tacos in the kitchen*

Batman: *perched on the window sill* Hello, Baz.

Simon: Jess and Hal are in the living room. One girlish scream from me and they go into Lantern mode.


Which is why you take your ring with you at all times. You never know when a creepy colleague will show up at your apartment unannounced.

Interrogation 101…

Red Hood: Where’s the disk?

Criminal: Disk? What disk?

Red Hood: Okay. We can do it the easy way or the hard way. The easy way is I shove his foot up your ass.

Arsenal: *tips trucker cap and winks*

Criminal: Wh-what’s the hard way?

Red Hood: I use my foot!

Interrogation 101…

Red Hood: Where’s the disk?

Criminal: Disk? What disk?

Red Hood: Okay. We can do it the easy way or the hard way. The easy way is I shove his foot up your ass.

Arsenal: *tips trucker cap and winks*

Criminal: Wh-what’s the hard way?

Red Hood: I use my foot!

When you just want to give your best friend’s troubled, adoptive son some advice…

Superman: I wanted to have a private word with you, Jason… Pardon the intrusion.

Red Hood: On this moment? Or my life in general?