"Good man." He stated teasingly with a smug look on his face. "Oh, there are details. And photographic evidence." Dick mused and pulled out his wallet. He didn't have much in it at the moment money wise, but somethings had more value. And this time the value was golden. He thumbed a picture he'd gotten off of one of Batman's spy cams from the clear plastic and revealed a racy picture of Babs in very revealing and tight laced clothing. She was younger then of course, still the Batgirl of the team-which Dick enjoyed thoroughly about the image infact and made a point to state that. "I think she was just starting with us at the time I managed to hack this out of the Bat Computer." Everything was the bat-something with Bruce. At first Dick felt ridiculous saying it, but after a while it was almost normal.
"I've been doing it since I was Robin, it's a habit that may be hard to break. "He took a bite of his pizza and finished it up. Along with it, there was a smoothie drink he'd swiped from someone in the kitchen-he wasn't sure whose it was but he'd replace it later. It was blueberry juice and one of his favorite things. So he couldn't resist. "It isn't as bad, no. I can at least take a few nights off probably, but it's hard you know being in a routine for years and suddenly not having to."