Tim, pulling back from a kiss: Wow, I really felt a spark there.
Elisa, mouth full: That's the pop rocks, babe.
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[Dick and Elisa standing in the doorway]
Dick: You know what they say, you have to kiss under the mistletoe.
Elisa:
Elisa: Dick, that's a lettuce leaf.
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Elisa: What time do you normally go to sleep?
Tim: Whenever I collapse is purely up to God.
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Elisa: I wish you could block people in real life.
Tim: Restraining order.
Damian: Murder.
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Tim: Okay, so I figured out a foolproof method of determining if someone is evil.
Bruce: And that is?
Tim: If they dislike Elisa, they're evil.
Bruce:
Dick: You know, that makes sense.
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Elisa: Have we checked all food to see if exploding them makes into something better or did we stop with popcorn?
Damian: Beloved, please go to sleep.
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Elisa: Hey Tim, could you do me a favor?
Tim: I would literally kill for you, but go on.
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Elisa: [laughs at something Tim said]
Tim, to himself: This is great. I'm going to get a good grade in being Elisa's friend, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve-
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[Dick and Elisa texting]
Dick: Hey baby~
Dick: I've got something to show you ;)
Elisa: You hit "send" on that picture of Mike Wazowski and I hit "end" on our relationship.
Dick: I have nothing to show you.
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Jason: You love me, right Elisa?
Elisa: Normally I'd say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it.