#vibe check
Tim: Hey Dick, I was wondering if you had any restaurant recommendations?
Dick: Oh loads…oh wait, is this for a date? Is it with Bernaaard? Ooh…
Tim: Um…yeah. But like it’s not a big deal. It’s just like I don’t know a lot of good normal date places, you know? Somehow I don’t think brooding on a gargoyle and beating up a mugger together is going to quite cut it.
Dick: Hey, you never know, he might be into that. Okay, okay, don’t look at me like that. Oh, there’s this Japanese restaurant in the diamond district, near the Hilton. The food is excellent and the decor is amazing but it’s tiny. So it’s all very trendy and like you have to be in the know, you know?
Tim: But what’s like, you know, the vibe?
Dick: The vibe?
Tim: Like is it chilled about the whole, you know, thing. Will it make the thing feel like a thing, because I don’t want to go somewhere like that, you know?
Dick: Um…what?
Jason, collecting his book from where he left it earlier: Dickface stop being dense. Timbo, Little Italy. The name is lame, but the food is excellent and the service is fast and friendly. The decor is classy and private as opposed to secretive.
Tim: They passed the vibe check then.
Jason: You bet, courtesy of Red Hood. Immaculate vibes.
Tim: Red Hood really is carrying the community on his back. OG ally.
Jason: Love is love, sex work is work, let’s kill the bad men.
Tim: You know it baby.
Dick: Am…am I having a stroke?
Cinder: How’d you like the exoskeleton schnee?
Winter: It’s okay, do you want to borrow it?
Cinder: I don’t want your stupid exoskeleton
Winter: Well you’ll NEED one when I put you in you place.
