"I don't know," Mike whispers back, his thumb strokes the back of her hand. "Some of them are pretty hot."

The headlights stay on high, and a shape steps out of the car.

"Yo, Raph? That you?"

"Why don'cha just announce it to the whole freakin' neighborhood, fuckin' moron."

"Oh ho ho! This is the thanks I get for dropping everything to come and cart your hokey ass around?"

"Dropping everything. Really. Were you holdin' everything in your right or your left hand?"

Raph's accent only gets stronger the longer this exchange continues.

Don couldn't possibly roll his eyes any more without causing himself physical harm. Leo says nothing.