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"Oh, so you're Freddy?"
"Quiet, Richard, you know not of which you speak," Damian said, disgusted.
"Yeah man, shut the fuck up." Jason pulled off the yellow head of his costume. "His name's Freddy Fazbear. Do I look like a fuckin' bear to you?"
"Um…"
Damian looked at Jason appraisingly, then nodded. "You've shown commitment in depicting an appropriately murderous character."
Jason grimaced. "I don't appreciate being compared to a child murderer, actually."
"Wait, what?" Dick asked. "I thought it was a scary robot game?"
"Don't worry about it," Tim said despondently.
Dick politely redirected attention to Tim. "So, what are you from?" he asked.
Damian scoffed. "The same series, Richard, keep up." He looked Tim up and down. "You are 'phone guy,' correct?"
"Yeah," Tim said, eyes dead. "We lost a bet."
"What kind of bet?" Dick asked.
"Don't worry about it," Jason repeated, putting his rabbit head on.