Ever since he was revived, Jason has had a strange addition to bread. To be fair, the first time he ate it afterwards, he didn't have any memories or conscious thought. But he doesn't have a proper excuse for why he just loves bread.
One morning at breakfast, Jason got a call from Dick and, as any normal brother would, waited until the fourth ring to pick it up. "Hello?" Asked Dick's voice through the phone.
"Yeah, Dickie bird?" Jason answered before he realised what he had said.
"I have to ask you something..." Dick sounded almost guilty.
"Uh huh" Was the simple response that followed.
"Well... Um.."
"Get on with it before I hang up"
"No! Don't!"
"Then ask already"
"Why do you love bread so much?"
Jason didn't know what to say. He had never put much thought into it before now. Jason was silent for so long that Dick thought Jason had hung up and kept on checking to make sure.
"Jaybird?" Such asked worriedly.
"Huh? Yeah, I'm still here"
"Well? You gonna answer my question?"
"Um, yeah. It tastes nice?"
"You don't sound very sure"
"Well I don't know why I like it so much"
"More of the question, how can you eat so much of it?"
"Hey!" Jason protested "Bread is really nice!"
"Wait," Dick said in a tone of disbelief "are you defending bread?"
"So what if I am? Bread is awesome!"
"Wow. Did not see this coming, okay, I'm gonna go. Enjoy your bread. Bye Jay"
"Bye Dick" He finished as he hung up the phone.
Jason went back to spreading butter on his toast for breakfast while thinking about how epic bread is.