Bruce: And this is the WatchTower cafeteria. Fully staffed by family members of heroes or heroes who need a full-time job that doesn't interfere with their cape work.
Barry: Hi, Batman! Doing a tour?
Bruce: Hello, Flash. Yes, I am. Phantom this is one of my coworkers, Flash. Flash this is Phantom.
Barry: Nice to meet you. Are you a new hero?
Danny: Nice to meet you as well, and no. I've been established for a long time. I taught this one all he knows about vanishing into thin air.
Barry: Er, you taught Batman?
Bruce: That's right. He's my oldest mentor. We met when I was one.
Danny: Batman, is grumpy but he's a cute kid isn't he?
Barry: He...um yeah, he sure is.
Danny: He used to fall asleep holding the heads of his enemies. Curled right up while clutching them to his tiny chest. It was adorable. You know, I taught him how to rip them off the bodies myself!
Bruce embarrassed: Phantom, he doesn't need to hear about that.
Barry and every hero eavesdropping around them mentally: Of course, Batman slept with the heads of enemies. Just what I expect from Maybe-Demon
Barry outloud: Wow, you must be so proud. Um, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?
Danny: I'm as old as Gotham. I'm dead
Barry: Of course you are.
Bruce: Well, we should get going. If you want to see the rest of the Tower before we burn your bones that is
Danny: Of course. Of course. Have a good day Flash!
Barry: Thank you. You as well.
Bruce, once they are safely behind soundproof walls that not even Supers can hear: Did you have to tell him about my teddy bears?
Danny: What? It was cute! Thomas had to order thousands of replacements because you were trying Grey Ghost moves on your teddy bears and ripping them up since you were two. Then you started sobbing whenever they tried to throw them out or fix them up.
Bruce defensively: Just because they looked different didn't mean they weren't my friends.
Danny: Aw B, you're still so adorable as you were when you were one.