Nightwing: Whoa. You installed a photogrammetric scanner in the city morgue?

Batman: It simplifies things.

Nightwing: No more sneaking in and out. Come on, though. Admit it. You’re going to miss that ventilation shaft. That one with—

Batman: This is the John Doe I briefed you on, Dick. The one who had your dna under his fingernails.

Nightwing: Good thing we keep all of our bat-family dna protected.

Batman #2 (2011)

The hell I can’t!

Nightwing #99

Dick: Alfred, are you…crying?

Alfred: Certainly not. Now back into bed with you, chop chop…

Dick: I’m fine. I’ve gotta get up. I’ve gotta find Barbara and—

Alfred: You are not fine, Master Dick. Please do not try my patience on this matter.

Dick: Is my gear downstairs? If you have coordinates on Bruce, I’ll stop by on my way to—

Alfred: RICHARD JOHN GRAYSON, GET BACK INTO BED THIS INSTANT!

Nightwing #99

That’s my Babs.

Nightwing #39

I don’t think he’ll be showing up again any time soon with flowers.

No…

Batgirl: Redemption Road #3

Oh. I just noticed the rest of the page.

But I know you well enough to recognize your fingerprints.

That’s kinda creepy, Dick, but somehow not at the same time.

Batgirl: Redemption Road #3

And you used to show up with flowers, Nightwing.

Batgirl: Redemption Road #3 

Anything for you, Babs.

Birds of Prey #8

I’ll never forget tonight, Dick.

Birds of Prey #8

You still have it, Babs.

Birds of Prey #8

There’s a few perks to owning your own circus.

Birds of Prey #8

Flying.

Birds of Prey #8

Birds of Prey #8

And the mom and daughter here. And their dialog.

Birds of Prey #8

I love the subtlety of the little kids in front of them.

Birds of Prey #8