[Something happened. She had no idea what, but whatever alternate-universe language they were speaking caused Tim to grow even more serious than usual, and even get Bart to sober up long enough to...touch his arm? It was just bewildering enough that she couldn't even bring herself to make another gay reference.]

[Shifting awkwardly, she waited until the two boys were done having their moment before focusing on the original plan. Something about the Batcave and Magic Bottles.]

I'm not sure the multiverse could handle another you, Bart. [A smirk, though slightly more strained than before. She shrugged.] As for my Robin...well, he's not quite as uptight--and, as far as I know, he doesn't wear tight leather.

I could probably convince him to go along with a plan of our own, if you're not going to help us.