Criminal: *looks from Arsenal to Red Hood* Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! You two know each other?

Arsenal: Not in the traditional sense. More of a business relationship, I’d say.

Criminal: You’re Hood’s bitch!


Well, if this ain’t in the first few pages of the New 52’s “Red Hood/Arsenal” series…

The Flash: *holding an ancient artifact* If it isn’t the Horn of Truth.

Green Lantern: What are you talking about? You were gone for, like, two seconds. Where did you look?

The Flash: *shrugs* Everywhere.

When you’re made painfully aware of your own mortality in the middle of intergalactic warfare (yet again)…

Batman: *taking down parademons* Take care of my family, okay?

Green Lantern: *trying to maintain a forcefield against Omega Beams* Stop talking like that! I’m not letting you die!

Batman: Humor me.

Green Lantern: Oh. I’m supposed to lie? Uh… Sure. They’ll be fine, I…

Batman: Just – just stop… talking. *runs into the boom-tube*

When your best friend’s acting a little too chipper and friendly for someone in a Mexican standoff with a Gothamite hit squad…  

Red Hood: *whispering* What’s wrong with you? Are you… drunk?

Arsenal: No! 

Arsenal: Yes.

Red Hood: What the heck happened to you?

Arsenal: I found a liquor store.

Red Hood: And?

Arsenal: I drank it.

Justice League membership deliberations… 

Green Arrow [to Batman]: So, you know you can’t trust them, right? You know Red Hood and Arsenal are absurdly, irrationally, turbulently codependent on each other, right?

Jason: Hey, when I want to drink, I drink. When I want to smoke, I go get some cigarettes. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.

Roy: So… You’re saying you’re just well-adjusted?

Jason: Heck, no. I’m just well-fed. *chomps on a burger*  

Overheard from the apartment downstairs…

Feet: *scrambling across the floor*

Something: *hissing violently*

Jason: Go ahead, Roy. Do it. But I’m gonna warn you, when I come back, I’m gonna be pissed. 

Door: *slammed*