Webs: You suck
Hottie: You IM'ed me just to tell me I suck?
Webs: I got Batman first. He brushed me off completely. Told me never to contact him again.
Hottie: Maybe he needs a buddy to lighten him up.
Webs: Maybe you need a punch in the nose…
Hottie: What makes you think that this was MY idea?
Webs: :(
Webs: Seriously. I'm NOT in the mood. I got blasted in the Bugle, my wife is irritated cuz I came home late for dinner, AND I got a scram letter from Mr. High-and-Mighty in Gotham.
Hottie: Calm down there, Tiger.
Webs: DON'T. Call. Me. Tiger.
Hottie: Got it.
Hottie: I'll talk to the Bat, okay? Happy?
Webs: I hope he bites your head off.
Hottie: Yeah. I hope you have a nice night too. I think you should know that my letter to Black Canary is being put on hold because of your whining.
Webs: My heart bleeds.