Impulse [about Iris]: You see the way Grandpa looks at her? It’s like how Wally looks at a cheeseburger.
Tag: source: ugly betty
Dinah: Did you just toss your change into the garbage bin?
Oliver: Nope.
Dinah: Liar! You absolutely did, Ollie.
Oliver: What? It was seven cents! I hate pennies.
Dinah: What? Do you hate nickels, too? Rich jerk!
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *typing away on his laptop, working on a case*
Jason: *enters the kitchen, sweaty from his morning jog*
Tim: You got a delivery while you were out. I signed for it, so I hope it’s nothing illegal.
Throwing a Titans party at the Manor while Batman’s away on a mission be like…
Jason: *enters through the front door, exhausted from patrol, and hangs his leather jacket on the coat rack*
Music: *blaring*
Lights: *strobing*
Dick: Oh, I’m so glad you made it! I’m running out of body parts to entertain people with!
Jason:
Jason: *confiscates Dick’s mojito and pours it on a potted plant*
Dick:
Bruce:
Dick: …
Bruce: *sighs*
Bruce: I know you’re going to want to talk because you are Dick Grayson.
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Yeah, that’s right, Batman. Surrender to your son’s feels.
Discovering a hidden room in Wayne Manor be like…
Tim: What if Bruce has hidden cameras in here?
Jason: Trust me, if he had hidden cameras, I’d have been disowned a long time ago.
When your older brother crashes at your Nest after patrol…
Tim: *typing up a report on a case at 3 AM*
Nightwing: *comes out of the bedroom* I can’t sleep.
Tim: *sighs* What do you want me to about it?
Nightwing: *yawns* Sometimes it helps if you tickle my back and tell me I’m pretty.
Damian: *walks away after insulting Jason*
Jason: He’s a mean kid.
Tim: So, what? You’re mean, too.
Jason: Yes, but not to you!
Tim: Yesterday you told me my head was too big for my neck.
Jason: That was… constructive criticism.
Tim: Well, what am I supposed to do about it, Jay?!
Jason: As a brother, my job is only to point things out.
Nightwing: *admiring his own reflection on the window* An old lady in a limo once told me that I could be a model.
Red Robin: *hacking into the mainframe* I know, Dick. I stopped you from getting into that limo.
Dick: *proudly showing off his perfectly fitted, new Nightwing suit from Wayne Tech* I even picked out a nice outfit –
Jason: Oh. Why didn’t you wear it?