With this group, not blody likely. Or how to drive a Robin Cuckoo.

“Warden you can’t be seriously considering…” Lt. J’hall begins before a stern glare form Kierhiee silences the officer.

“Lieutenant I believe that it would be in your best interest to have me investigating this matter, otherwise I may have to look into how it is that you were able to arrive on the scene so quickly. If I’m not mistaken this quadrant is well outside of your patrol area and given your personal history with Komand’r of Tamerian, a more cynical administrator might question what you were doing here.”

You can hear the lieutenant’s glove creak as his grip on the binders tightens in frustration. “Thank you warden”, J’hall bites out barely managing to keep his voice civil, “I’m sure your investigation will discover the truth of the matter.”

“Uh ho, J’hall you got some ‘splaning to do” you mutter in a bad Cuban accent just loud enough for Robin and Cyborg to hear as they stand to either side of you.

Cyborg snorts in amusment, causing Robin to glare at the both of you. “Knock it off you two this is serious!” he hisses.

“Somebody sat on his bo-staff on the way over”, you mutter as snag a nearby bottle of whiskey, that is miraculously unbroken and take a pull.

“Do you really think this is the best time to be drinking?” Robin asks his eyebrow twitching.

“Hey the last few days have kicked my ass”, you say raising the last unbroken piece of glass in the bar.

“Well if the lieutenant J’hall catches you he’ll give you hell” Robin says through gritted teeth.

“Then I’ll tell him to go fuck himself” you reply with a shrug.

“Surely, not even you’re that crazy”, Robin mutters through a face palm.

“First off, you may be right, I may be crazy”, you say grinning like a mad man. “Secondly don’t call me Shirley.”

Beast Boy had scuttled out of cover at some point and is scratching his head, “Dude who’s Shirley?”

“There is no Shirley!” Robin snaps in frustration.

“Well then who’s on first?” you ask as you feel your buzz returning, which is probably responsible for the plan that just popped into your head. Robin is being a total dick and after the day you’ve had you just can’t help yourself.
“What?” ask Cyborg clearly confused by what he thinks is a random comment on your part.

“This is gonna be too easy”, you think trying not to laugh. “Maybe Jinx was right I'm not such a good guy after all.” Out loud you say, “No I think he’s on second.”

“Umm what are we talking about?” B.B. asks Robin, who is clearly on the verge of losing it.

“I don’t know”, He grumbles as he glares daggers at you as you smirk around another pull of whiskey.

“Think he’s third”, you say looking off in the distance, pretending to be deep in thought.

“Wait a minuet, who’s third?” Cyborg asks as he begins to scan you, possibly suspecting head trauma.

“No, no I’m pretty sure Who’s first.” You say with almost absolute certainty.

By this point Robin is near tears. He looks at you imploringly “Why?” is all he can manage to ask.

“Geez”, you think, “Bird boy is gonna lose it any minuet, maybe I should ease up on him….”, but then you remember how hard he had pushed you at your try out, even Cyborg had looked at him funny, and you decide, “Naaaaa!”

You point at Robin and answer sagely “Left”.

“Left what?” B.B. asks as he begins to scribble furiously on a piece of paper he found somewhere.

“No What’s second, Why’s left”, you explain to B.B. making a show of trying to point it out on his notes. He tries to nod wisely but you can tell he has no idea what’s going on.

Frustrated beyond his braking point Robin falls to his knees and begins to weep anime style tears. At this point Starfire comes to his side. “Robin why are your eyes leaking with the sadness?”

Looking up at her with hope he gestures at the three of you. “Because…”

Before he can explain further you interrupt, “Best center fielder in the game.”

You see the realization suddenly dawn on his face and you barely manage to sputter out “HEY ABBOTT” between laughs before he lunges for you.

(Writers note: totally ripped off the classic Abbott and Costello bit at the end but I love it and the classics should never be forgotten, Check it out on YouTube it’s eight minutes of hilarity)