Tim: I kind of have plans.

Damian: You have friends?

Tim: Yeah, I, uh… I have a date.

Jason: What?

Damian: You have a date?

Tim: Yes! I have a date.

Damian: With a girl?

Tim: *sarcastically* No, with a crouton. What is so strange about me having a date?

Jason: With a crouton?


And this is the story of why Timothy Jackson Drake was late for his date. (“It’s not you, I swear! It’s my brothers.”)

Girls v Boys…

Barbara: Dick kissed me.

Dinah: No!

Steph: Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh!

Dinah: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Steph, get the wine and unplug the phone. Babs, does this end well or do we need tissues?

Barbara: Ohhhh. It ended very well.

Steph: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!

Dinah: Alright, let’s hear about the kiss!

Barbara: Well, at first it was really intense, y’know, and then we just sorta sunk into it…

* 2 hours later *

Barbara: … they started out on my waist, and then they slid up, and then they were in my hair…

Meanwhile…

Dick: And then I kissed her.

Jason: Tongue?

Dick: Yeah.

Tim: Cool.

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.