Dick was just calmly eating his breakfast. That was until Jason busted through the screen door, covered in dirt, leaves, and... Is that blood? Dick decided to just shrug and kept eating his food.

"You know, Alf is going to kill you for dragging blood through his kitchen."

Jason just looked blankly at him, blinking owlishly. He slowly turned, grabbed a cup, and got coffee. He sat down, carefully arranging the sticks stuck to his shirt. Dick looked up at him, while stuffing cereal in his mouth.

"Do you think Bruce will notice four dead chickens in the front yard?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Well, I died once so..."