"Philistine," Dick said dismissively, shaking his head. He didn't understand how Bruce could dislike marshmallows, they were so fluffy and satisfying. Of course he had that often, nobody in the world seemed to understand how much he enjoyed cereal, and he didn't get why they didn't enjoy it just as much.

"I don't see any issue with this many marshmallows, it's a perfectly reasonable amount because I am a perfectly well-adjusted young man."