When you’re hungry, and impatient, and hypermetabolic sans your energy bars, and still in a freakin’ Titans meeting…

Wally: Time is money, money is power, power is pizza, and pizza is knowledge. Let’s go!

Convincing your ridiculously attractive best friend to “take one for the team” on a seduction mission…

Wally [to Dick]: Do you have any of those shirts that look wet all the time? Or, like, green scaly briefs? Oh! You know what’s always sexy? Finger stripes.

Camping trips with your whiny speedster boyfriend be like…

Artemis: Well, don’t be such a baby. I cooked you some bacon for a trail snack.

Wally: I ate it already.

Artemis: What?

Wally: I could smell it in your purse before I even sped us here. And now it’s gone and I hate everything.