Jason : *driving the BatBoys in his car*
Damian : stop looking out of my window
Tim : even if I were looking out your window, who cares
Damian : Grayson. Tim is looking out of my window
Dick : Tim. there is plenty to see out of your own window. if it bothers Dami, just stop doing it
Tim : are you serious ? why the hell do you spoil him Dick ? why does this brat always get his way ?
Damian : because this brat is readily wearing black, therefore, is habitually prepared for your funeral
Tim : Dick. Damian just threatened me
Tim : then spank him and take his swords away—
Jason : *cheerily* HEY !! I have an idea !! why don’t we all play a game !??
Dick : Jay, you know good and well that right now isn’t the time to—
Jason : who votes for Simon Says ?? OKAY !! I’ll be Simon !!
Jason : are all you mother fuckers ready ???
Jason : alrighty ya sons’a bitches !!!
Jason : Simon says sHuT tHe FuCk Up
Jason : oh, not you though Dickie, you don’t have to close that mouth baby; the both of us know you do some of your best work with it open wide
Damian : don’t even bother stopping the car Todd, I’m just going to open the door and fling myself out onto the high way