Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>"Or else what? You'll order me to clean it up?" Jason smirked over at her, but the point was clear. It wouldn't be much of an issue anyways, since he wasn't that messy of a person. Moving around a lot made him a neater person. It was a lot easier to pack up and leave if there wasn't a mess to pick up. He turned to face Barbara, raising his eyebrows as she talked a big game about being the better one, and even going so far as to mention his manhood. "You're speaking a big game, Babs. I hope you can live up to it," He snickered before shrugging his leather jacket off. The white shirt he wore fit nicely, if not a little tight, against his muscles, outlining them through the fabric. "I'm sure I could kick your ass just as easily with my leather jacket on, but why take the chance? And don't worry about grabbing that leotard and leg warmers, I've got my top notch, extremely manly speedo." He said jokingly, giving her a snarky grin as she headed to her bedroom to change.<br/><br/>Once she left, Jason pulled his shirt off, revealing his scarred and muscular upper body. He bent down and unzipped his duffel back, pulling out a pair of sweats. He tugged off his jeans and pulled the black sweatpants on before pondering if he should put on a tank top. Ultimately, he decided no. Bare chest would catch Barbara by surprise! Speaking of surprise, a slow, devious smile came over him, and Jason slipped just to the side of the gym in a really small closet-like area, hiding in the shadows so he could watch as she entered the room. Sure enough, she walked past and slowly but surely, Jason sneaked out. With her back to him, he stepped soundlessly on the ground, and when he was a good distance away, charged towards her, swinging his leg in a fast, powerful arc that if it were to hit, would land square in her side. However, Jason had a good feeling she was going to block it very easily.