Tim: Damian.

Damian: what is it Drake?

Tim: I want pie. Get me pie. Now.

Damian: no. I won't get pie.

Tim: your Father said get pie.

Damian: he did not. I'm right next to him.

Tim: fine. Then get pie for me.

Damian: why do you want pie so bad?

Tim: because pie is yummy.

Damian: you're so immature.

Tim: just get the sinking pie.

Damian: no!

Tim: Please little D?

Damian: ONLY GRAYSON CALLS ME THAT!!

Tim: fine. Then just get pie because I'm older and I said so.

Damian: No. Drake, get the pie your self.

Tim: but it's so far!

Damian: are your legs broken?

Tim: no.

Damian: THEY WILL BE IF YOU KEEP TEXTING ME ABOUT PIE!!!!!

Tim: fine. Get me cake.