"We'll get'er back," says Raph from behind Renee. Though he might be speaking more to the growing look of concern and shame that Leo's currently sporting. "Yo, Egghead. We ready yet? Burnin' daylight here."
"Names won't make this go faster, Raph." Don doesn't even look up from his work.
"We're almost done. Now'd be the time for you to eat something, Raph. There are some Saltines in my Go Bag," Mike says with a grin that's aimed squarely for Renee. "His delicate tum-tum doesn't handle portkeys well."
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Date: 2013-04-24 01:53 am (UTC)"We'll get'er back," says Raph from behind Renee. Though he might be speaking more to the growing look of concern and shame that Leo's currently sporting. "Yo, Egghead. We ready yet? Burnin' daylight here."
"Names won't make this go faster, Raph." Don doesn't even look up from his work.
"We're almost done. Now'd be the time for you to eat something, Raph. There are some Saltines in my Go Bag," Mike says with a grin that's aimed squarely for Renee. "His delicate tum-tum doesn't handle portkeys well."
"Fuck you, Mike."