Bruce Wayne as Captain Holt cuz, do I even have to explain?
Clark: Hey, Bruce. You needed me?
Bruce: Yeah. Damian's dog, Titus, mated with another dog and that dog had these two puppies. Damian has enough animals so I'm giving them away. Maybe Jon would want two other puppies
Clark: Sorry, Bruce. Jon is still kinda on probation after that mission he had with Damian. Plus, he's already hyperactive with Krypto. I can't let those pups end up in that mad house. *to the pups* I WONT DO YOU LIKE THAT!
Bruce: I understand. Just know, you've disappointed...the three of us.
Dick: 7 P.M. Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne is officially late for patrol. Alright, who's got theories?
Damian: I bet one of grandfather's assassins kidnapped him...again.
Jason: I bet he got stuck in an elevator.
Steph: I'm willing to bet that Conner visited him and we all know where that leads to.
Bruce: It's 7 p.m. why is no one getting ready for patrol?
Dick: Timmy's a few minutes late and we're all trying to guess why.
Bruce: I'd like to play. I'd say he's in line at the bank...this is fun.
Dick: Hmmm...bet he fell into another dimension.
Tim: *Coming into the room hurriedly*
Dick: There he is! Timmy! We have been worried sick, do you care to explain yourself?!
Tim: I'm 70 seconds late. It's not a big deal, don't worry about it.
Bruce: Red Robin, you will tell us and you will tell us now.
Tim: ...there was a problem at the bank
Jason: It's almost impossible to read that guy
Jason: Trust me. No one can read him.
Bruce, on the side: That is the funniest thing I have ever heard.
Bruce: *turns around and sees Lex Luthor looking at him* Mr. Luthor. Nice to see you. But if you're here, who's guarding Hades?
Bruce: Good evening, everyone
Dick: What's with the cast?
Bruce: I sprained my wrist
Damian: Father, what happened?
Bruce: Don't worry about it, I'm fine.
Dick: Okay, so he didn't say what happened which can only mean one thing.
Steph: He's in a fight club.
Dick: No...close, but no. It means he did something he's embarrassed about. Like smiling
Bruce: Team. I can hear what you're saying. I just tripped over a sidewalk. That's all. Go back to work
Bruce: Do you wanna know how I ACTUALLY sprained my wrist?
Bruce: I was hula hooping *Showing pictures* I mastered all the moves, the pizza toss, the tornado, the scorpion...
Dick: Why are you telling me this?
Bruce: ...because no one...will ever believe you. *deletes pictures*
Dick: ...you sick son of a bitch
Bruce, to Tim after he fixed the photocopier: I have never been prouder of you in my life
Tim: I mean...I solved a lot of cases for you.
Bruce: And yet crime continues.
Jason: Bruce, the league thing isn't the problem. You haven't had time to relax since Damian(17) left for college. You just need to bone
Duke: Don't say it again.
Jason: I said you just need to bone.
Bruce: How...dare you Jason Peter Todd, I AM YOUR FATHER!!
Bruce: What happens in my bedroom is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!
Bruce: Don't ever. speak to me like that again.