Damian: Drake! I demand you open up. I left Titus' hairbrush in your bathroom.
*Starts Jiggling Doorknob*
Tim: *Flailing in the bath* WAIT! Just... just hold on a second. I'll get it.
Dick: Hey Tim! While you're at it, can you get the Laffy Taffy I hid from Alfred.
Tim: *stops halfway out of the tub* You hid Laffy Taffy in my bathroom... where!?
Dick: In the toilet water tank!
Damian: 'tt' That is disgusting, Grayson.
Dick: I put it in a plastic baggy, it's perfectly sanitary.
Damian: Drake, this is your warning to make yourself decent. You have proven yourself incompetent in completing this simple task, I am coming in.
Tim: *hurriedly wrapping a towel around himself* Jesus Christ, Damian! I said just give me a-"
Dick: Dami! You can't just kick the-"
*The sound of the doorknob being kicked off*
Damian: *throwing door open* Where did you put- ... Drake?
Tim: *Deadpan* Yes, Damian?
Damian: Are you taking a candle lit bath?
Damian: 'tt' Just when I thought you couldn't get any weaker.
Dick: *Digging through the toilet water tank* Oh c’mon, Dami. I think it's nice that Tim is taking a second for a little R&R. It's just like how you like to winddown with bubble baths.
Damian: *aghast* Grayson! You were sworn to secrecy to never mention that incident.
*Jason walking into the bathroom*
Jason: Woah this looks peaceful as f***, Timmers.
Tim: Will all of you just leave... Please.