Hal, whispering: Alright, what's he doing now?

Bruce, whispering as well: *Looking Through a Pair of Binoculars* Exactly what he was doing five seconds ago when you asked me. Talking.

Hal: God, seriously? This guy has no rizz!

Bruce: Please stop hanging around my Robins...

John, quietly: I hate to agree with Hal, but I gotta agree with Hal. This is going nowhere.

Diana: Will you boys stop it? Let Clark do this at his own pace.

Barry, just barely whispering: But his own pace is booooooring! We're trying to get him laid, aren't we?

Bruce: Elegant as always.

J'on: I feel as if spying on our friend's date is less than noble.

Barry: Trust me, MM, us being here is gonna guarantee repopulation for the Kryptonians.

-Meanwhile, With Said Kryptonians-

Kryptonian Lex: They realize we can hear them, right?