In a bar at The Bowery, Gotham City…
Red Robin: *walks in*
Red Hood: Timbers, what are you doing here all alone? There’s no one here but scoundrels, assassins, and warlords… Scum of the Earth.
Bartender: Ah, Mr. Hood, your usual?
In a bar at The Bowery, Gotham City…
Red Robin: *walks in*
Red Hood: Timbers, what are you doing here all alone? There’s no one here but scoundrels, assassins, and warlords… Scum of the Earth.
Bartender: Ah, Mr. Hood, your usual?
Tim:
Damian: …
Tim:
Damian: What’s your problem, Drake?
Tim: I don’t know. But I’m sure it can be traced back to you.
Ground: *tremors*
Red Hood: Did you feel that?
Red Robin: I haven’t felt anything in years.
Describing your family to a friend be like…
Jason: Oh, Tim’s actually a really smart kid. He’s stupid as heck, but he’s really smart.
Artemis: Did you hear what you just said?
Steph: Damian called me a “blonde”.
Tim: Well, you are.
Steph: I don’t think he was being observational.
When your brother tells you to butt out of his fights…
Jason: It’s not my problem, Tim? I’m the one who had to go between you and Damian’s sword.
Tim: Never in all my life have I been that humiliated.
Damian: I beg to differ.
Jason: Yeah. Me, too.
Alfred: Be careful, Master Bruce.
Bruce: Of what?
Alfred: Don’t replace a child you lost with a child you can’t save.
Tim: *sobbing by the Batcomputer*
Jason:
Jason: Hey, Timbo?
Tim: *wiping away tears* Yeah?
Jason: If you ever want to not talk about it, I’m your guy, okay?