Dick (on phone): We are not asking Clark to be our dungeon master.
Slade: What are you talking about?
Dick: Oh, me and Roy and Wally had a session booked and Donna normally DMs for us but she's had to cancel so we're looking for a replacement.
Slade: And you thought of asking the Kryptonian to be your dungeon master before you were going to ask me?
Dick: I didn't know you were in to DnD.
Slade: Oh. This is about your childish games. Never mind.












