Raph and Casey keep their own company by mostly discussing Muggle sporting related activities. At one point there's a play by play digression of the last Yankees' game.
Don spends most of his time fiddling with the knobs of something that looks suspiciously like a Star Trek tri-corder.
Leo is quiet, his attention focused on the buildings that pass by at a break-neck pace.
Mike attempts to be as entertaining as possible to Renee.
Until eventually the cab comes to a screeching halt outside a rather unimpressive looking brownstone.
"We're here. Casa sweet casa. Okay here's the deal. This is my Mom's place. She lives on the first floor, but I've got the whole basement apartment to myself. We just gotta get in the house without her hearing us, otherwise there'll be questions."
He shifts the rear-view mirror around to take a gander at what everyone is wearing.
"Any purple or red you got on you should take off or cover. This is Purple Dragon territory."
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Raph and Casey keep their own company by mostly discussing Muggle sporting related activities. At one point there's a play by play digression of the last Yankees' game.
Don spends most of his time fiddling with the knobs of something that looks suspiciously like a Star Trek tri-corder.
Leo is quiet, his attention focused on the buildings that pass by at a break-neck pace.
Mike attempts to be as entertaining as possible to Renee.
Until eventually the cab comes to a screeching halt outside a rather unimpressive looking brownstone.
"We're here. Casa sweet casa. Okay here's the deal. This is my Mom's place. She lives on the first floor, but I've got the whole basement apartment to myself. We just gotta get in the house without her hearing us, otherwise there'll be questions."
He shifts the rear-view mirror around to take a gander at what everyone is wearing.
"Any purple or red you got on you should take off or cover. This is Purple Dragon territory."