/disˈtərbd/

      “ Jay wore booty shorts too. “

“Should I apologize for wearing actual pants?”

      “ It didn’t matter in the end.  I’ve seen the same amount. “

      “ I remember him walking around in booty shorts, saying things like Golly, and Gee.“

“Really uncomfortable. Really quickly.”

      “ Jay wore booty shorts too. “

“Well, you have known him far longer than I have.” There was a beat of hesitation before he continued. “There’s something uncomfortable about that.”

      “ I remember him walking around in booty shorts, saying things like Golly, and Gee.“

      “ Can’t a man appreciate another from across the           room without needing to talk? “

“If I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, I have to say something. I blame Grayson for my talkative nature these days.”

      “ I have a lot to blame him for, actually.  I’ll add that to the list. “

Good evening to you too.

      “ Can’t a man appreciate another from across the           room without needing to talk? “

I could fix it for you. Pennyworth managed to teach me at least one or two useful things.

      He doesn't.  If you have the time, you're welcome to         do it, I was going to let him handle it when we woke         up.

I, on the other hand, find it rather pleasing. Well, if the top is fixed anyway.

      Contrary to what he thinks, he doesn't actually get the final         say in most matters.  And the top will be fixed when I find         good scissors, cutting hair with a razor isn't the easiest.

They are… words with the same meaning, and yet different. Gharam is a gentle word, for a gentle sort of affection. Tatayum… is not so kind. Not so soft. It’s—[He finally glanced up, his expression confused for a moment.]—what happened to your hair?

      Obviously I cut it off.

It’s… a word for love. There are many, in my native tongue.

      Two different words then.  One for both of us, how         fair of you.       [ He chuckles a bit to himself, hand moving up to run over          the freshly cut hair at the base of his neck, his had still          hiding most of the damage from view. ]

      Good.

I’ll piss in his shoes instead then.

      [ He has nothing to say to that.  So he just doesn't reply           and turns to walk away instead. ]

      We’re not training the cats to piss anywhere other than the litter box.

… Fine.

      Good.

He deserves it. Please, do not deny me this.

      We're not training the cats to piss anywhere other than the litter box.