Jason: *handing out presents* … and for Dick, Mr. Sweet Tooth.
Dick: You got me a box of cereal?
Jason: And a gallon of milk!
Dick: Well, this is too much. I feel like I should get you another sweater.
Jason: *handing out presents* … and for Dick, Mr. Sweet Tooth.
Dick: You got me a box of cereal?
Jason: And a gallon of milk!
Dick: Well, this is too much. I feel like I should get you another sweater.
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.”)
Comparing Bruce and Damian be like…
Dick: See, now, they’re as different as night and… later that night.
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.
(Hungover) Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *eating cereal* How’d your date go?
Jason: *looking for coffee in the cabinets* I think there was a restaurant. I know there was wine.
Tim: I just wanna thank you for being there for me last night… And I’m sorry I almost broke your hand.
Damian: That’s okay. I’m sorry I poisoned you.
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?
Justice League missions in Gotham City be like…
Green Lantern: Look at all this crap!
The Flash: Actually, I believe this place sullies the good name of crap.
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.
Alfred: I’m afraid Master Bruce has left for China.
Hal: The country?
Alfred: No, the big pile of dishes in the cupboard.