[The Justice League not being a grown adult in its own right? That was worrying, but she had too much liquor in her to get that fired up over it. Ollie. The Bat. Both wrong. It stung, somewhere soft belted in under leather and bravado. Dinah shrugged right back.] I'll check in with Eddie about the League then.
[And a smile, all sunshine at the mention of Barbara. Who the hell could have missed that the woman was going to have a mini-Bat sometime soon? But something there wasn't right, the timbre of Steph's voice wasn't all sugar-sprinkles and baby showers and Dinah filed that somewhere she could find it when not soaked in alcohol.]
Babies make a lot of noise and a lot of mess. You can all bond over diapers.