12 year old Jason fresh off the streets: Hey Bruce, is the manor haunted? I'm not scared or anything, but you know old places like these are their favorite, and I want to be prepared in cause a ghost breaks in here and I have to sing church songs to drive it away. And buy holy water. And a crucifix. But I'm not scared!
Bruce: No, Jay, we have no ghosts. I made sure of it.
Bruce: I hired a ghost hunter to come through and remove any pesky ghosts every two weeks.
Bruce: You have nothing to be afraid of. Fenton Works are one of the best in the feild.
Jason: You have a ghost exterminator.
Jason: Rich people are so gullible. There is no such thing as a professional ghost hunter B, they just want to scam you.
Bruce: No, Danny is the real deal.
Alfred under his breath: The only thing real is your pathetic crush on the man.
Jason: Ohhhhhh so that's what's going on. Makes more sense then Batman hiring a ghost exterminator.
Bruce: My appreciation for Danny's beauty and his lovely personality has nothing to do with his skills as a ghost hunter. The man is a professional with a perfect track record.
Jason: I'm sure-Aghhhhhh!
Alfred pulling out a shotgun: Whats wrong!? Where should I shoot Master Jason!?
Jason trembling: That- plate- its levitating.
Bruce: Oh another ghost. I'll go give Danny a ring! *skips away*
Alfred cocking shotgun aiming at the air: You try anything to harm Master Jason, ghost and I will kill you a second time.
Jason crying weakly: Desde el cielo, una hermosa mañana~ Desde el cielo, una hermosa mañana~Guadalupana, la Guadalupana,La Guadalupana, bajó al Tepeyac~
Alfred: Oh, is that one of your church songs? You have a lovely voice Master Jason
Jason still crying: Thank you.
Bruce from down the hall: Hello, Danny? Yes it happened again. How soon can you get here? Uh-huh. Okay that would be lovely. *giggles* You're so funny.
Jason: I want to go back to the streets.
