Nightwing: Can I ask you a question?
Oracle: No.
Nightwing: This is a business question. It’s nothing personal. I promise.
Oracle: Fine.
Nightwing: Are you wearing new perfume today?
Oracle: How is that a business question?
Nightwing: Well, you’re wearing it at the Batcave. And, it’s… I’m sorry, no offense, but it’s really sexy.
Oracle: Please don’t smell me, Dick.