"A dentist," Robin echoes, shaking his head with a wondering smile. Jaime is clearly the weirdest normal guy ever.
He's pinged by the Mom, and goes for another cheerful smile. "If it helps!" he tells her, waving a bit, "the wacko this time actually wasn't the trying-to-kill-you type." Oughta help, right? "He was really more of a 'dance, puppets, dance for my amusement' kinda guy," he explains, dropping his voice and making puppetmaster gestures to match.
Sure, the weirdo had dropped him in the middle of a giant robot fight, but that didn't really count if he knew Robin would survive it. Which he had, thank you very much.