Jason: *walks into Damian’s bedroom*
Dick, Tim, and Damian: *playing cards on the floor*
Jason: *plops down beside Tim*
Damian: You can’t be in here, Todd. You already have three farting strikes against you.
Jason: *walks into Damian’s bedroom*
Dick, Tim, and Damian: *playing cards on the floor*
Jason: *plops down beside Tim*
Damian: You can’t be in here, Todd. You already have three farting strikes against you.
“War Games” at the Wayne Manor be like…
Red Hood: *on his motorcycle, offering a hand*
Red Hood: *Terminator voice* Come with me if you don’t want to get paint on you.
Paintball with the Batfamily, anyone?
Red Hood: You still assume that I’m a terrorist!
Nightwing: If you’re not, I’m sorry. If you are, I’m a hero. I’m willing to take that chance.
On how he plans to celebrate Father’s Day…
Bruce: My sons are going to make me breakfast in bed.
Bruce: Well, actually, Alfred’s going to make the breakfast and I’m going to get in bed, but they’re going to bring it to me.
Damian: For your information, Drake, I don’t have an ego. My Facebook photo is a landscape.
… of that place where you were trained to become an assassin?
Mission on a luxury liner…
Nightwing: *tries on a skipper hat* I’ve never been a captain before.
Red Hood: I have. I commanded a jet ski through an electrical storm and only had one casualty.
Nightwing: Oh, you mean on that mission with Arsenal? Jet skis only hold two people, Jay.
Red Hood: Exactly. I saved half the crew.
Roy’s fine, by the way. Still just very, very pissed at Jason.
Tim: We need to talk.
Steph: Are you breaking up with me?
Tim: Oh, good. Guess we don’t need to talk.
He’s, um, a very busy dude.
Damian: You’re just as selfish as I am, Drake! You’re just not as good at it yet.
Tim: You’re right. I could never be as good as you. Probably because I actually care.
Damian: Profound, but technically meaningless.
Dami does, too. He just won’t admit it to himself. *shrugs*
Damian: What’s wrong, Grayson?
Dick: There’s this weird pain right above my eyebrow.
Damian: It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.
Because Damian is a grumpy man trapped in a child’s body.
When asked what she thinks of the Batboys (and who steals her food from the fridge)…
Steph: Tim will always be driven, Dick will always be giving, Bruce will never apologize, Damian’s sort of a wildcard from my perspective, and Jason will forever remain a conniving son of a b***h.