He hid in Mount Justice with a freshly minted Superboy; Cassie had done the whole wig thing, and Bart was Bart. Which is to say, fashion-? Tim knows fashion.

(Debatable.)

He mimes tongs, index and thumb pinching together as he suggests (interrupting but in good spirit, taking the liberty he's denied himself for so long of goofing off), sure holding it over a campfire would ha -- "Hold it over a campfire like s'mores."

If it burns then that's good and nobody will die of pink eye.

Jesus.

"Or at least let me strike a match so I don't feel wholly responsible for letting you go blind for some sick wings."