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Time for that delicious delicious torture
Nasty nasty green stuff (referring to kryptonite)
“Hey look how easy it was to kidnap this small child, maybe don’t have him out fighting crime.”
“Yeah you go girl! He did something to the funny kid!”
“No it’s not because he’s also got a half and half outfit shut up Matches”
- Harvey is basically just third wheeling
“Wally, you’re not gonna believe this”
“What”
“Harvey is dating B”
“No fucking way”
“Where's Damian?”
“Who the hell is Damian?”
“Your son. Talia was bringing him to you, I assume you have him?”
“Uhhhhh”
“YOU LOST YOUR KID?!”
Jason is like “You don’t have Damian? What do you mean Talia was bringing him to Bruce? BRUCE WE GOTTA GO FIND HIM HE’S MY OTHER BABY BROTHER”
18.
“COME HOME, DICKFACE!”
19.
Bruce is like “oh, that’s uh my kid”
“We know dick is your kid bruce”
“no, the small one. He’s my biological son.”
“What.”
Dick: Damian we have to go
Damian: No i gotta hug todd
Jason, still hugging Damian: *flips off dick*