When your best friend’s one of the nicest people in the Multiverse…

Wally [to Dick]: You even work too hard at passive aggression.  


Yeaaaaah, just don’t mess with his family and friends. Especially his adoptive father. 

Kid Flash [to witness]: I was gonna ask you the same question, Ma’am…

Nightwing: Dude, this woman just witnessed a crime… 

Kid Flash: *grinning* Yeah, a crime in progress. She’s stealing my heart, but I ain’t pressing charges.

Nightwing: *accidentally sits on his own cellphone*

Kid Flash: *reads text message from bestbrobin: “Ey, Wal”*

Kid Flash: *smirks* Creepiest butt-text ever. 


And the mystery that is Richard John Grayson’s gluteal muscles goes on…

Nightwing: *walking away from a very intoxicated Kid Flash, who had apparently discovered a special beer formulated for speedsters*

Wonder Girl: … ?

Nightwing: He’s been grilling me about where circus performers go when they die.

Dick: I can’t believe you bugged my apartment, Little D! That’s terrible!

Damian: No, “terrible” is having to listen to you and that moron West yammer on for four hours about which sandwich you would bring if you were stranded on an island.