[ Oh look, Onyx is staring all displeased and frowny into the camera, what else is new. ]
If the Porter absolutely had to interrupt my business twice in a row, the least it could have done would be to make my trip the same amount of time in both places. It's disconcerting to live at home for-- I don't know, a month? Then return and find it's only been a day. And yet it's still been enough time for the dinner I had in mind to go and spoil.
[ the most long-suffering of sighs!! ]
Someone's going to have to buy me dinner now. I don't suppose there are any volunteers?
[ Private to Dick Grayson: ]
Don't tell me you're still dead. You're certainly taking your sweet time coming back, aren't you?
[ a pause, sort of like she might say something that isn't snooty and stuck up! but then she just rolls her eyes, glances away, and reaches to cut the feed.
but before it cuts out-- ] Don't prove the exception to the Porter's little trick, Grayson.