[Y/N walks in and sees Damian and the others sitting there. He walks up to this and says]
Y/N: What's going on here?
Bruce: We're trying to help Damian find ways to make friends.
Stephanie: [turns to Damian] Try finding common interests with people. I mean, what kind of stuff do you like?
Damian: Swords.
Peter: Maybe something that won't turn your friends into a kabob?
Damian: I've always been intrigued by world domination.
Venom: [pops out] Nah, been there, trust me it's not as cool as they make it sound.
Y/N: What about animals?
Damian: [pets his dog] Oh, yes. Animals are nice.
Bruce: Great! Let go with that.
Peter: What about joining a club. Like I'm in tons of clubs.
Damian: Tennis.
Peter: Tennis? Why?
Bruce: I didn't know you likes Tennis!
Damian: I do not.
Duke: Then why...?
Damian: A boy on the tennis team insulted father's honor. I have been training to destroy him on the court.
Peter: It's like a mini Miles Morales.
Stephanie: Honestly, I respect it.
Bruce: Let's stay away from the Tennis court, all right? I appreciate the thought, though.
Bruce: [turns to Jason] Jason? Do you have any suggestions for Damian. Or what about you Peter.
Jason: I broke my best friend out of prison.
Peter: I nearly killed my best friend by removing the only thing keeping him alive so that an alien wouldn't take over the planet.
Venom: I said I was sorry!
Bruce: That's not exactly helpful in this context.
Jason: Whatever.
[Damian looks at the ground]
Damian: Well, this has been singularly unhelpful.
Peter: Glad we could help.
Bruce: You're going to be find, Damian. Just trust your instincts.
[Y/N and Stephanie watch this]
Stephanie: Oh boy. This is gonna be good.
Y/N: This is gonna be juicy.
[It fades to black]
