Frankie is digging it, Audrey is too chill to care, and Olive doesn't quite know what to make of it all. 

After decorating the board with the only things she could really draw (smiley faces, arrows, and flowers) Mia took her seat and pulled out her phone to start tweeting to pass the time until the meeting actual started.

Okay Titans! We need to have a meeting because we have a lot of things we all need to talk about. The sooner the better. Like this weekend soon at the most.

Fan-freaking-tastic! Except for one tiny thing. I’ve got this whole box of eclairs and I don’t take up nearly enough space on my bed. It’s a struggle. Can you help me out?

[Text]: Pizza, Star Wars marathon, and poker are on the menu so be there 

Since Tim, and Conner are back I feel like that's going to change the dynamic of our team and we first off need to talk about where everyone stands with the team. We'll sort of... continue from there as we need to. But we all need to talk either way. Basically.

Carding her fingers softly through her girlfriend’s dark hair, she laughed. “See? This is why we don’t challenge Kryptonians to hot dog eating contests. We’re just lucky you got off with a stomach ache. Kon’s going to be in the Med Bay for a week!” she said, amused. Steph set down the glass of ginger ale she’d been trying to coax Bai into drinking and extricated her fingers from the speedster’s silky pixie cut at her request. She slid the t-shirt material up Bai’s stomach to lay scrunched on her rib cage, and Steph bent down to press cool lips tenderly into the girl’s warm, ever-buzzing skin on her lower stomach. She repeated the gesture again, pressing kisses in a slow circle around her navel. Steph looked up at Bai in mock seriousness. “It’s worse than I thought. We’re going to have to up your dosage and extend your treatment. Tummy kisses twice, every day until you show improvement. Doctor’s orders.” She added the last bit with a dark grin. 

I’m totally not going to go against you though…