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Character development time! Give me some interesting questions about my character and I will answer.

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"That's Pretty Dork Wonder to you."

“Hang on, I’m still trying to work out if you’reactually being serious about the ‘pretty’ thing.”

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Mitch sidled up to Lena and looked up at her.

"We can go to dinner, then I can show you 'round my place. You ever been to Wayne Manor?"

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Whoa, did she say handsome? The short thing, though. That would have to be taken care of sometime. Tim needed to whip up some of that genetic splicing mojo to make Mitch taller.

“I’m doin’ great, beautiful,” Mitch smirked. “What do you say we get outta here, go get something to eat?”

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"You're damn right I am," Mitch said. "So what about you? Are you something else too? Or just something?"

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Izzy’s eyes narrowed, before she smirked. “You’re something else bird-boy.”

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"This is why I'll always be able to kick your ass."

“Hang on, I’m still trying to work out if you’reactually being serious about the ‘pretty’ thing.”

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"You can talk all you want, dude. Just remember I can still kick your ass if you even think about breaking in."

“But Mitch, I thought you wanted me to call you pretty. Now you won’t even invite me back to your place? No wonder you don’t get far with girls.”

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"Dude, I get plenty far with girls."

"...We aren't supposed to talk about that where people can hear, bro."

“Yeah, because he doesn’t know for a fact that you sometimes just leave your costume in a pile over the chair in your room. But, hey. Feel free to keep talking about how secure you keep it.”

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"Hey! You come in my room, I don't care who you are. I will kick your ass."

“The part where you think they’ll stop me?”

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"Wow, dude, I didn't think you were that crazy. Even your Flash-Dad doesn't get into that stuff."

“And what’s gonna stop me?”

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"Dude, what part about traps don't you understand?"

“I don’t need to touch anything to cover it in glitter, dumbass.”

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Mitch waggled his eyebrows. "Sure thing, blondie. You want it now or you wanna wait til we're somewhere alone."

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“Y’sure about that, Robin.” Izzy snarked, before rolling her eyes—taunting. “And dumb blondes don’t get to become kick-ass bad asses.”

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"I didn't say you were going to touch it. I said you have to get to it. Duh."

“I’m going to superglue glitter to your entire costume.”

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"See if you can get to it. The traps will snap your fingers right off."

“…Yes, ma’am.”

“I am so getting you for this later, Mitch.”

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"I don't know what you're talking about." Mitch shrugs and smirks at Alex.

“He started it.”

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"Jealous?"

Alex shrugs. “Hey, if it’s pretty, I’ll fuck it.”

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"Ooh, you're right about something," Mitch retorted. "I am a pretty kick-ass badass. So what's your excuse?"

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“Y’sure about that, Robin.” Izzy snarked, before rolling her eyes—taunting. “And dumb blondes don’t get to become kick-ass bad asses.”

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Whoa, did she say handsome? The short thing, though. That would have to be taken care of sometime. Tim needed to whip up some of that genetic splicing mojo to make Mitch taller.

"I'm doin' great, beautiful," Mitch smirked. "What do you say we get outta here, go get something to eat?"

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“Don’t I know you from somewhere?”