Dick is drunk in the backseat of your car, you don't know if he's crying or mumbling something, you've never had to deal with your best friend drunk before, he was usually the one dealing with you in that state. "I'm fine." Dick replied a while after you had asked him how he was, but that had been on the way out of the bar, and now you were outside his building. "I love you, isn't that the worst thing you've ever heard?" he says to you, looking up at the roof of the car as he grins.