Damian frowned down at the pink jacket around his waist, green armor that reached his thighs with breasts, a black domino mask and bright yellow boots. It was too tight to be too tight for comfort.

"How is it possible that these garments look acceptable on you and undeniably horrible on me?" He asked, glancing at Pixie before he burst out laughing. 

An oversized, red tunic donned Pixie's chest along with the signature black and yellow cape, boots, green pants and mask. "Don't look at me!" She quickly covered her chest, since even with the buttons on the tunic didn't fully close. And she did not need Damian Wayne seeing her boobs. Not...today, at least.

"Fine, I won't look." He covered his eyes with one hand, making sure to keep enough room between fingers that he could see her. For his fifteenth birthday, Jason had shared a few 'tips' about dating a girl. Or maybe not even dating them. 

"I can tell you're looking." She blushed as she walked over to him, folding her arms over her exposed chest. He moved his hand away and gently kissed her. 

"You look good in my suit." Damian smiled as Pixie nudged him. 

"You're just as dirty-minded as Jason." 

He coughed and stood up straight, smoothing his hair back. 

"Hi, I'm Jason, Princess." He said in a deep, gruff voice with a slight brooklyn accent. "And you are a very, very good looking babe."