Tim was very serious about his job. Whereas you were... well, not.

"I know patrol's boring, can you-? It's Red Robin, stop calling me-" He cut off the end of the sentence with a deep grunt and a hit to the Batcomputer, making the can with little remaining of his energy drink, tip off.

He cursed lowly, and he heard your devilish, yes, definitely devilish, giggles. He loved you, truly, but tonight, you were just a nuisance.

"You're being real fucking annoying, Wing. Focus."

... The awkward silence that came after made him realize that he might've snapped... too... quick.