Post-break up advice from your mentor from another planet…

Starfire [about Beast Boy]: You can, um, you can do the burning of the stuff he gave you.

Raven: Or?

Starfire: Or… or you can do the chanting and the dancing around naked, you know, with the sticks.

Raven: Burning’s good. 

After arguing about whose turn it was to do the laundry at the safe house after an exhausting night of patrol…

Roy [to Jason]: You know, I would storm out of here right now!

Roy: … If I had some money or a place to go.

When you’re getting frustrated over a case and your super best friend drops by…

Batman: *typing furiously on the Batcomputer*

Superman: … I can blow dry it. I can put gel on it. It doesn’t matter. I still wind up with this little cowlicky thing on the middle part of my head. It’s so annoying. Does it bug you?

Batman: You bug me.

When comic book writers keep changing their minds…

Tim [about Dick and Barbara]: I thought tonight was your big anniversary dinner.

Dick: Yeah. There’s been a little change of plans. We’re breaking up instead.

Collateral damage on the job…

Dick: You broke a little girl’s leg?

Tim: I know. It was an accident. I feel horrible, okay?

Jason: *mockingly picks up a newspaper and reads it* Says here a Muppet got whacked on Sesame Street last night. Where exactly were you around ten-ish?

Tennis at the Manor…

Tim: Just admit it, Jason, you have no backhand.

Jason: Excuse me, Little-er Wing, I have a very solid backhand.

Tim: Shielding your face and shrieking like a girl is not a backhand.

Jason: I was shrieking… like a warrior.


So, Jay… You can face bullets and explosives head-on, but not tennis balls?