“Sounds like a plan! And hopefully this year’s won’t be as… how do i put this- hectic.”

“It’s real strange, next thing you know, Darkseid’s gonna come in donning reindeer antlers or something. Quite the miracle indeed. Now, --

-- as far as the can opener’s concerned . . . Barda’s never liked things that try to bite back.”

“We must leave again, Oberon!”

“Good morning. Well it’s some kind of morning all right.”

“It needs a little work, but nothing I can’t handle, sir.”

“I don’t know what’s down here, but it’s nothing pleasant I’m sure.”

“When are you gonna find that one?” He asked Bats whilst fixing himself out oh is gloves.

“Worry not! I’ve had my fair share if fantastic opponents before.”

“That’d be Dr. Bedlam hiding behind my face again, wouldn’t it? You’re a poor substitute for the real thing, doctor!”

“An old vaudevillian like you should know better than to believe his eyes.”

“It’s okay. Escapes are my stock-in-trade!”