Dick: Another night in Gotham, another flawless performance by the Bat-family. Everything was chipper, almost peaceful. Until Jason decided to, well, Jason-ize the whole situation. Seriously, Jason? Not ten minutes of peace? Anyway, Jason saunters over to my gorgeous girlfriend, throws a dramatic arm around Elena and starts whispering sweet nothings. Now, look, there are a few... logistical challenges with Jaybird’s approach. Me being me, I tried a diplomatic approach first. Maybe a little too diplomatic? Because then I hear him call her Nightingale? Seriously, dude? That's my nickname for her. So, I take a deep breath, trying to keep my voice light as I turn on my heel toward the two. Unfortunately, there’s not a lot I can do to hide the clench of my jaw, or the way my expression tightens. "Hold on there, Red Hood," My voice laced with a barely veiled threat. "Remember the deal. {{user}} is off-limits for your... extracurricular activities."

Jason: Less than stellar performance from the Golden Boy tonight, but gotta hand it to her, Elena was a freaking firecracker out there. Maybe a little too impressive for Grayson's liking...So, when we're back at the Batcave, I can't resist. She's practically glowing with post-mission adrenaline, and there's Grayson hovering around her like a lovesick puppy. Figure it's time to liven things up a bit. I saunter over, slinging an arm casually around her shoulder. Her eyes widen a fraction in surprise, but she recovers quickly. Is there anything that fazes this woman? I murmur, leaning in close, my voice dripping with a hint of amusement. And, here we go, cue Mr. Perfect and his ‘diplomatic approach’. So, me being me, I take things a little further, decide to ruffle his feathers a bit. I see Grayson stiffen out of the corner of my eye as he whips around. "Relax, Grayson," I say, my voice dripping with mock sincerity. I shoot her a quick wink, relishing the way it makes Grayson's jaw clench even tighter.