Breaking into pairs for a Justice League mission be like…
Green Lantern [about Batman]: I’m very flattered. I was his second choice after “Pass”.
Tag: source: the office
Dining out with your best friend be like…
Bruce [to waiter]: I will have a glass of your oakiest chardonnay, please.
Clark: And I will have a waffle with your maple-iest syrup.
Trying to be useful in the Batcave be like…
Robin: *working on the Batcomputer*
Spoiler: *making popping noises with her mouth*
Robin: Brown.
Robin: -Tt-
Spoiler: Damiaaaaaaan, is there anything else I can do?
Robin: *sighs*
Robin: See those case files on Drake’s desk?
Spoiler: Mm-hmm?
Robin: Go put them in random order.
At a Wayne Foundation gala…
Jason: *grabs a glass of champagne from a server’s tray*
Cass: Nice tux, Tim.
Tim: I know. It belonged to Jason. He was buried in it, so… family heirloom.
Jason: *spits out champagne*
Dick: Hey, Little Wing.
Jason: Screw you.
Damian: Excuse me, that is no way to address a superior.
Jason: Oh, yeah? Screw you, too.
Tim: *walking into the room and bumping into Jason, who’s fuming on his way out*
Tim: Whoa. What was that all about?
Alfred: *gives them a pointed look*
Alfred: You all forgot his death anniversary. It was yesterday.
Preparing for an an undercover mission be like…
Red Robin: Jason is “Douche Bag”.
Nightwing: Hey, that’s not a code name. That’s just an insult.
Robin: Plus, everyone would know who you meant, Drake.
Red Hood: Yeah!
Trying to eavesdrop on Bruce and Alfred be like…
Dick and Jason: *peering through a vent in the Manor*
Dick: They’ve been in there a while.
Jason: Yep.
Dick: Can’t be good.
Jason: Nope.
Dick: Think they’re talking about me?
Jason: No, I think they’re talking about me.
Dick: Yeah. That makes way more sense.
Trying to eavesdrop on Bruce and Alfred be like…
Dick and Jason: *peering through a vent in the Manor*
Dick: They’ve been in there a while.
Jason: Yep.
Dick: Can’t be good.
Jason: Nope.
Dick: Think they’re talking about me?
Jason: No, I think they’re talking about me.
Dick: Yeah. That makes way more sense.
Dick: *knocks on Damian’s bedroom door*
Dick: Little D, hey, I just came up to see what you were doing.
Dick: And maybe stop you.
Tim and Damian: *throwing threats at each other*
Dick and Jason: *watching from the couch, eating popcorn*
Dick: Jay, who would you choose? Timmy or Dami?
Jason: It’s none of our business. Tim.