That Gala

[broodingbat]

Well.  That was.  An event.

Damian didn't eviscerate anyone.  In fact he charmed a number of the older matrons.

Cassandra.  Was fitting in.  A little too well perhaps.  She had quite a few interested young--and not so young--men hanging around all night.

Barbara?  Did you ever have the safe sex talk with her?

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[noonesson]

"Damian didn't eviscerate anyone."

Better luck next time, then?

"Barbara? Did you ever have the safe sex talk with her?"

You didn't give her the Talk yourself? What, is it just no fun if you're not making anyone uncomfortable?

[seeall_knowall]

Yes. I think. I mean...yes, Dick.

[seeall_knowall]

...Why do I find myself actually thinking about this offer?

Bruce. Why are we having this conversation where little bird eyes can see?

[noonesson]

I second that last question.

[seeall_knowall]

You don't count.

[noonesson]

I'm still asking.

[failing_civics]

I DON'T EVEN KNOW.

Also, Damian can read this, and he's way younger than me.

[seeall_knowall]

For some reason I imagine Damian just tuts at this kind of stuff.

[noonesson]

Exactly. Take the conversation elsewhere. Please.

[damian_wayne]

. . .

Tt

[seeall_knowall]

Stop imagining me naked, Jason.

[noonesson]

Well, I wasn't

Why? Afraid Dick'll get jealous?

[seeall_knowall]

Dick is coming over here to throw me over his shoulder and claim me for his own. I don't think he's too worried.

Stop kinda sorta flirting with Jason Todd, Babs

[noonesson]

No?

[seeall_knowall]

Maybe. You're both handsome men.

[noonesson]

True. I suppose I am a little indisposed at the moment, though.