Ew.
I make it for you, more shrimps and prime rib.
- Berto, my man! - Beast Boy, you have some.
- No thanks, Berto. - Excuse me, just one shrimps.
- No. - For me, you do this.
I'm a vegetarian, dude!
Please, not talking politics. Only shrimp and prime rib.
Okay, fine, one's not gonna hurt.
What am I doing? I ain't no shrimp-eater.
You almost got him, Berto.
It's not me, it's shrimps.
You know, you're right, prime rib is pretty good,
but when you add shrimp to the equation,
something magical happens.
I think the shrimps show you care.
It is why no one can resist the shrimp.
What have you done?
This is my entire basketball team.
- These shrimps sure are delicious. - You're monsters.
- And you're the worst. - Okay.
- What's his problem? - He's just mad 'cause Raven
don't wanna talk to him no more.
Raven? I don't have time for dating, you little goblin.
I've been too busy protecting the ocean.
You can't even stop my man, Berto,
from cooking up your basketball team, fool.
Sick burn!
I always knew you was too fishy for Raven.
Sick burn!
Why do you keep saying that?
Saying, "sick burn" after a sick burn makes the burn even sicker.
Anyways, we out, I'll say hi to Raven for you.
- Oh, wait, no, I won't. - Sick burn!
- See? - Hey, Fish Boy, you hungry?
I'm afraid you're going to Aqua Jail for crimes against crustaceans.
Okie-dokie, okay.
The stakes have never been higher.
Robin is in the match of his life
against his greatest competitor, himself.
Can he take this game of solitaire?
And the answer is, no, he loses again.
- And that's okay. - What's he doing?
He has been engaging in the solitary activities all of the day.
That's because I realized I'm fated to be alone forever,
and I decided I might as well embrace the lifestyle.
So the sad.
Yes, very. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to use
all of my free time to get my personal finances in order.
This is going to be fun.
Speaking of alone forever,
guess who I saw, mama? Aqualad.
- I don't care. - That's what I thought.
Youse only interested in one handsome, good-looking dude
and that's moi.
- Right? - You're both knuckleheads.
Sick burn!
- Hey. - Sorry, dude, but I gotta call
a sick burn a sick burn when I see a sick burn.
Fish Boy. Would you like to hear
the story about island I come from?
Quiet, criminal, you'll answer for your crimes soon enough.
I see, your heart belong to a girl. But she does not like you.
- Let me tell story. - No. Thank you.
- You sit, is very long story. - I don't want to...
- I have cat Zoli, but not always. - Argh!
This cat comes in my backyard, I want to be a friend.
But he does not stay.
So I put a food out for him
every night, days and weeks and I put the food.
He eats, but always runs away.
I don't give up, I put food and you know what?
Oh, let me guess, he stayed? Did the cat stay, Berto?
He got hit by car, he was in cast
and he could not run away no more,
I adopted him, now Zoli is very good cat.
I don't see how that helps me.
I make it for you, shrimps and prime ribs.
I don't eat shrimps! I-I mean, shrimp.
For girl, you fishy boy.
Raven, so good to see you.
Whatever, I got your message. What's so important?
I thought you might like to join me for dinner.
Oh, interesting. You see Beast Boy
and suddenly you wanna have dinner with me?
He just reminded me how much I care about you.
Pfft! You don't care about me.
You just care about your rivalry. Later, chump.
I guess I'll have to eat it all myself then.
- Is that... - Oh, this?
Yeah, it's shrimps and prime rib.
The prime rib is a meal in itself but,
you added shrimp?
This one was my racquetball partner.
Whoa. You went through all this trouble.
Maybe I misjudged you.
Ah, the joys of solitude. Just me and my puzzle with
no agonizing social encounters to ruin my day.
Whoo, you looking real fine with that flower in your hair, mama.
- Mmm-hmm, Aqualad gave it to me. - What?
You spending time with that fool?
Yeah, he made me a nice dinner.
I was really impressed by the effort he put in.
- I thought youse hated that fishy dude. - At least, he cares.
But I cares!
Oh, that's right, you show me all the time
how much you care about me. Oh, wait, no, you didn't.
Sick burn!
Dirty Aqualad.
Whassa am I gonna do?
Why do you not make Raven the dinner yourself?
'Cause I's a vegetarian.
No lady ever been won over with a vegetarian dish.
I tell you what you gotta do, man. Shrimps and prime rib.
Ooh, no one can resist the flavors of land and sea.
But I can't cook nothin', fool.
Then why don't you get Berto to make it?
Ah, that's smart. Real smart.
Berto, open up! I gots a shrimps emergency, yo.
You... Where's Berto?
He's currently serving time in Aqua Jail for crimes against shrimp
and he's also cooking some delicious meals for Raven and me.
- No! - Yes.
- No-o! - Ye-es!
- No. - Yes.
- Nooo! - Yeees!
Getting Berto to make dinner for Raven was supposed to be my dirty trick.
Well, I guess you'll just have to rely on your personality to win her back.
Oh! Wait. You don't have one.
Sick burn!
Anyway, have fun being lonely, you little goblin.
Welcome, the madam. You're the table is the ready.
- Uh, what's going on? - Oh, nothing, you know,
I just cooked you up some real nice din-din
to show you how much I care, baby.
For the first course, a sampling
of store-bought cold baby carrots from a package.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm. - For the second course,
the cubes of the cold tofu, also from the package.
Ooh, these are very nice.
And for the main course, salted crackers also from a package.
This little turnip is here just to look fancy, don't eat it.
- Wow. - I knows. You ain't never been
cared about so much that a dude made you baby carrots, huh?
Theys was just babies, but I didn't care.
No, I mean, wow, this is terrible. I'm gonna pass.
- What? - I'm saving my appetite.
Having dinner with Aqualad again.
Food's better and so is the company.
Stop making the burn sicker!
You really love her, don't you?
Yeah.
Then the best thing you can do is... give up!
- Give up? - The sooner you start pretending
to enjoy a solitary life, the better.
I've been learning to play the flute and I've never been happier.
Yep.
I can't ends up like you. I gots to get Berto to make me
some of them shrimps so I can gets Raven back.
You look lovely tonight.
Maybe slow down a little bit, gorgeous.
Don't worry, Berto, we's gonna rescue you.
- Okay, but first I tell story. - We do not have the time.
It is long story, start in 1493, the battle of Krbava Field.
- More! - How about we, uh, take a walk?
- More! - Okay, okay.
You see here? 20,000 Ottoman...
Taking forever.
We all wish you would hurry the up.
Berto, I'm gonna need a lot more shrimp...
The Titans! What are you doing here?
Breaking Berto out, so he can't make you
some of them shrimps and prime ribs no more.
Aiding an ocean criminal is a punishable offense.
Oh, yeah?
Well, we's taking this old dude out one ways or the other.
Titans, go!
Hey, what's going on in here?
- Berto? - Hello.
I thought you were making these dinners.
I... I arranged to have them made, hah.
- Uh, does it really matter? - Yeah, it matters.
Ha! In your face, fish face.
- Here you go, mama. - Get those away from me.
But you're supposed to love me once I gives you these magical scrimps.
Shrimps and prime rib has no magic in them.
- It is effort, that is the magic. - Berto gets it.
But you two have a lot to learn about shrimps and prime rib
and I know just the thing to help teach you a lesson.
Mmm, you know, you can really taste the love.
Oh!
Sick burn.
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