986/Heroes on the half shell clowning around.

Heroes on the half shell clowning around.
Date of Scene:	05 April 2020
Location:	April's Apartment
Synopsis:	The turtles get introduced to Harley Quinn
Cast of Characters:	Harley Quinn, April O'Neil, Leonardo, Raphael

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Harley Quinn has posed:
"Did you SEE that jump Lou?!" Harley is sitting on the couch in a white tanktop, black athletics shorts that show off all her many tattoos, and bare feet! Jumping up and down in her cushion as Kevin Owens leaps off the top of the Wrestlemania sign onto a prone Seth Rollins laying on an announcers table! "That had to be have been like... sixteen, sevent feet high!" The hyenas are all cuddled up on either side of her giving zero fucks about the two parter Wrestlemania playing out on television.

There's a tray of cold cuts.

But there's no salami because Lois ate it all.

April O'Neil has posed:
April had been in her office most of the day working on a big project for her podcast show. She'd been on the phone repeatedly, she'd been using her laptop, her desktop and the Starkpad computer that Harley had gifted her for her birthday a few days ago. Every now and then though she'll come out of said office and make her way through the living area to get a drink from the kitchen, she'll try to interact with the other residents of the apartment then for as long as she can before she inevitably gets drawn back in to her office.

The sound of the Hyenas jumping around out there keeps drawing her eyes out ot the main room though as she's worried they're about to-- "Don't fall through the floor you guys!" She shouts out into the other room. "I'm not sure how to fix floors!" She doesn't really think they'll go through the floor...

But, well, stranger things have happened in this old commercial building in Brooklyn.

Leonardo has posed:
Darn sneaky, those Ninjas. Why, they can even appear in April's office while she was turning to yell at her roommate.

And they come bearing gifts too, because there on April's desk is a pizza that has materialized out of nowhere. Because of course it did. Really, the scent of the pizza is the first thing that gives the presence of Leo away, because he didn't make any noise entering.

He's out of sight of the door, of course, but April will probably see him when she turns around enough.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"April! It's creepily quiet Wrestlemania!" Harley shouts after April when the reporting podcaster heads back to her office to continue working on the project for her show. Bud glances up and starts to pad over towards the door but is caught up in a Clownette hug around his neck, wiggling her face in his muzzle, which he tries to look like he's not loving the big schmooze.

"Look't tha size of this guy, huh? An' they say fatties can't move quick.. This fellah shoul't be every tub-ohs hero, Im tellin' ya. Big beer gut, jumpin' offah 20 somethin' feet'uh sign onto a table?!" her hands move up near her head, acting like the crown exploding upwards, "Mind completely blown. Ya'd think it was fake'er suh'n, but nobody could wrestle that good in a fat suit."

April O'Neil has posed:
April notices the smell of the food before she noticed the food itself. It was o her left side though which did make her look over in that direction since her kitchen usually hit her nose from the other direction when food was being cooked out there. When she sees the pizza it sets her back for a moment before she turns in her chair and stands up. "Did---" She stops then when she spots the big turtle by the door and she jumps softly. "Jesus, Leo!" She says in a loud whisper.

Leonardo was right there, suddenly there in the apartment. In the other room were Harley and her two giant attack hyenas who probably would LOSE IT if they saw the turtle in here right now. A giant man-sized turtle? Probably not going to go over well with the Hyenas, either of them... maybe Lou. Definitely not Bud.

April steps toward the door to try to close it, not all the way, just a foot or so. She peaks out to Harley. "Just let me know when the not fat ones are wrestling!" She shouts out to her friend on the sofa, then goes HUGE EYES AT LEONARDO!

Raphael has posed:
There is another turtle nearby, but he does not yet enter. Raphael has taken up a spot outside the window, near a fire escape ladder, crouched and waiting. He had his reservations about this whole thing, but it sounded like there were a few things going on that might need his involvement, things that Leonardo helped cause whether he realized it or not.

...are they talking wrestling in there? And he's missing it? "Damn.." he says under his breath. The pair of sai are tucked in at his belt. The red mask is in place around his head. Normally he'd be on his way in without hesitation, but this situation bore caution.

Leonardo has posed:
Leo halfsmiles, and his voice is the merest of whispers. "...We were a little concerned about your roommate. Donnie's research revealed a lot...good and bad. The good is more recent, but that was a LOT of bad."

Of course, Leo could disappear rather quickly if he sees Harley or even a Hyena move for the door. "...Also...Raph has a birthday, so I figured you'd want to see him." Yep. He spilled the beans on his brother. Because of course he did.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley glances up and over at the door when April loud whispers, "Ya talkin' to a boy in theah April? Cus ya know I gotta vet all peeners ya bring home. I can have ya jus' shackin' up wit any ol' fellah.. Not aftah ya blew off tha' doctah big dingle seven seven zero.. I think ya tastes is suspect'." She doesn't rise from the couch, likely use to being too loud for whatever April's doing and not thinking a whole lot about her pushing the door closed while she works.

Bud is sniffing at the air though... Lou is a dummy and getting pets so he don't care, but Bud? Bud smells something. Sliding down away from the clown princess... stretching out his front paws ahead of him with a big cackling yawn, and then padding towards the cracked doorway to get a slice of pizza.

They've been spoiled.

"OH APRIL! Tha Undahtakah an' AJ Style in a Boneyahd match! This'll be good... I always love when men outtah theah prime try'n relive glory days by movin' real slow an' throwin' punches."

April O'Neil has posed:
April continues to loud whisper inside of her office. "Iknowshedoes!" She rapidly says to Leo! "Butshe'sgettingbetter, Ipromisebutthehyenaswill LOSEIT iftheyseeyouhere!" And then Harley starts talking out to her about having a boy in there. April looks around the door and laughs nervously.

"Yeah... you got me. I ordered a pizza." She says. "The delivery boy was too afraid of Bud'n'Lou so he broughtup the fire escape. Dang scared'y kids." She laughs a bit more before she turns back to Leo. "I got Raph's present. Lemme go get it for you!" She sweeps over and picks up the pizza and then shuff-steps toward the main room with it, slipping past Leo and the doorway.

"Here it is!" She says joyfully. "You hungry, Roomie?" She asks Harley, offering it over to the blonde, practically shoving it into her hands before she then turns and spins her way around the furniture to get to her bedroom where she goes to find the green and red wrapped package for Raph's birthday.

When she comes back out of her bedroom she realizes she's holding a large wrapped present, and has no excuse for Harley as to why. So she freezes there for a second...

Raphael has posed:
Raphael scowls under his breath. He /told/ Leo not to bring that up, but..April already had a present ready? Well, then. Maybe it's not so bad, but that might only be a distraction to things on the other side of that window as he remains at the ledge. Only after April's left the office to go to her bedroom does he silently enter, if only so he can give his brother a good thump on the shoulder. "Shell-brain," he just about hisses under his breath.

Out in the main room, that sure /sounds/ like Harley Quinn, if what he's pulled up on some videos of past sightings of her is any indication. And, at least one hyena is getting way too curious. "Any bright ideas now, dear leader?"

Leonardo has posed:
Leo whispers back, "...Like you saw, she knew already. And she was thoughtful enough to have a present ready. Glad we came by."

But the Hyena is a problem...except the pizza's not in the room anymore, it's with Harley, since April moved it. Hopefully the Hyena will follow his nose right back to the pizza. If he chooses not to follow the pizza, diversionary tactics may be required.

Harley Quinn has posed:
There's a spot of confussion with Bud who watches April come out with the pizza, but still seems temporarily interested in the study despite it being out here in Harley's lap now... He looks back and forth, then... hesitantly.. pads back towards the couch with a little cackling yelp begging for a slice.

Harley is already dangling gooey cheese over her open mouth letting it stretch long into her gullet, "Nope! None foah you, ya heard wut tha vet doctah said. No human foods, only raw meat an' healthy kibbles. We'ah savin' the unhealthy processed dairy products foah us ladies who can vomit it up aftahwahds."

Enter April with a present.

Awkward.

Harley is holding a folded slice of pie over her open mouth, head tilt backwards, blue eyes cut to the side at her friend holding the green and red wrapped gift... Slowly, that piece of pizza lowers back down into the box, "Ya know mah birthday aint foah like eight days right?" Holding both hands out, beaming a bright smile with a coocoo twinkle in them big blue peepers, "Sal'right, I have delusions all tha time, we'll jus' call it a psychotic break an' pretend we time travel't. Gimme gimme!"

April O'Neil has posed:
April is standing in that area between her bedroom and her office and the door to the office is just closed enough not to show the guys inside of it. But, from where April can see she can see through the crack now to see a red bandana around Raph's head, there's two of them in there now and this makes April's eyes go wide for a moment.

It's not till Harley takes the present in Ape's hands as the wrong... well as her own present. This gets an audieble "Oh shit." From April. Who quickly then shakes her head. "I mean, oh shit, you're right! I got the days wrong. I'm sorry!" She says then.

A quick glance is given to the office door and April reaches out and pats on it loud enough to get their attention inside said office. For whatever reason! Maybe telling them to go before they become hyena food? She doesn't want the Turtles to get eaten after all.

But to placate Harley she steps around and offers the Clownette a the green and red wrapped gift. And it's HEAVY, probably twenty pounds!

"Here you go! Ha--haaappy birthday!" She doesn't knwo what she's doing now.

Raphael has posed:
A scowl out of Raphael, and he can spot Harley with /his/ gift. Impulsiveness follows, and he starts to reach for the door. "That's /my/ present," he tells Leo under his breath. "And I'm going to go get it. I don't know why we're being all secretive anyway if we meant to come here and deal with your mess."

Leonardo will either stop him before he gets to the door, or he won't. One way, the secret is kept a few moments longer. The other, and it's out in the open.

Leonardo has posed:
"...Habit." And...Leo makes a fateful decision to NOT stop Raphael. Because, well, they were in fact here to deal with a mess. It would be difficult to maintain secrecy from a roommate forever.

However, Leo is there to cover Raph with smokebombs if everything goes pear shaped. There's a decent chance Harley might not even think they're real anyway.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Present in hand, Harley begins to tear into it like a Child on Jewish Christmas! When the door to the study cracks open she almost misses it, but then there's a person sized turtle standing in their living room... Wearing ninja weapons and a red bandana.

All attempts to open the present are stalled henceforth.

Blue eyes fix upon the teenaged turtle as if it is some spectre... but to her credit, Harley doesn't look as shocked as some people might! Maybe a touch surprised, sure, but she's from Gotham... Killer Crocs and ManBats are all over the menu down in that part of Jersey.

Which isn't to say she's not blinking a few times just to make sure April didn't roofy her with the pizza. Slowly, painfully slowly, leaning towards said podcaster with the present tucked protectively under her arm... "Jus' so's weah on tha same page... Is tha' a giant turtle standin' ovah theah in ya office an' are ya bonin' it? Cus ... I'd be both surprise't by ya moxie an' notably impress't at tha same time.. Go big oah go green, amiritte?"

To Raph, "Hello potential mental delusion."

April O'Neil has posed:
April is standing there watching Harley open the present when she sees the blonde look past her to the office room. 'Oh god.' April says to herself before she turns around and sees Raph in the doorway. "Oh god." She repeats, aloud this time.

The reporter quickly reaches out for a piece of pizza and offers it to Bud, just instantly trying to placate the big dangerous one of the two hyenas first.

She then looks down to the present and raises her hands up to the sides of her face. "Oh, well would you look at that! I gave ya the wrong present, Harley!" She reaches down to pick it up. "This one is for... my good friend the pizza delivery boy... turtle. Turtle boy!" She picks up the present and runs over to Raph to offer it to him. "Happy birthday!" She says before putting her hands on his shoulders and giving them several quick sharp slapping pats!

She's trying to keep up the charade, for some reason!

Raphael has posed:
And it happens.

"Okay, lady. That's my present you're openin' up right now, not yours. So hand it over." This is Raphael, all roughly five and a half feet of fury. Say hi.

He doesn't even pay the hyenas any mind, his eyes focused solely on Harley Quinn as he adds, "Yeah, I'm a walking, talking turtle. You wanna make somethin' out of it? I'm--"

About that time, he's stopped in his tracks by one of the things he hears from the woman holding the gift that is yet to be fully opened. "What did you just say?" He'd heard a thing or two about how unpredictable Quinn could be, but apparently not to this extent.

"Hey, forget all that. We're here 'cause we gotta have a little talk. My dumbass of a brother is worried 'bout a few things." Only then does April get a moment of his attention, the brawler of the group squinting her way around the time she's patting his shoulders. "You all right, April? You're actin' kinda funny here."

Leonardo has posed:
Leo...also steps out of the room, behind Raphael. "...we were concerned." Well, Leo was concerned. Raph seems to be less so, now that he's decided on a course of action. Leo did hear what Harley was talking about though, and...decides to keep quiet about it. Misdirection could be a powerful tool. On the other hand, setting the record straight also has value. He'll have to think about that one.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley aint lettin' go of that present so easily.

She's strong too...

"No tha's mine..." She whines... watching April jerk at the vice grip of a Harley Quinn until finally relenting to grab hold of Bud's collar.. "No, bad.. stop't, no attackin' tha' Pizza delivery drivah what looks like a turtle." She coos at the cackling, snarly beast of a hyena who looks up at her as if she's lost her fucking mind for not letting him go get natural selection on the giant meat snack in a hard candy shell.

"April.. Look't.. I aint really into male reviews /anyways/, but dressin' one up like a turtle?" Lou takes his queue from Bud and starts yippin', "SHUT UP BOTH OF YAS! IN THA HALLWAYS! GO... Arriba arriba, andale, andale..." Dragging them both towards the front door being super sketchy racist with her Speedy Gonzalez references.

Which doesn't mean she aint listenin' to Raph, "I feel like I'm back slidin' on mah rehabilitation heah foah agreein' wit an unconvincin' mental delusion, but yeah..." Pointing at the five and a half foot tall turtle, "Yah actin' real funny, Apr-my god theah's two of'em..." Harley starts at that, reaching for her mallet leaning up against the wall beside the door. "Is this a reality television program? Cosplay pizza delivery duos? Like tha' Naked an' Alone show wheah they leave ya in the woods wit jus' ya birthday bits an' a box of wet matches?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April drops her hands from Raph and turns around while Harley takes the hyenas out to the landing by the stairs. She knows they're probably gonna tear the joint up out there being locked out like that though, but such is life! A look back to Leo is given since he's showing himself now too and she sighs. "They're not pizza delivery boys." She tells Harley. "They're not strippers either. They're my friends." She steps out of the way and motions to both Leo and Raph. "Raphael." She motions to the crimson clad turtle. "Leonardo." She motions to the royal blue adorned one.

"They're... they're ninjas. And they're /teenagers/ so there's definitely not any shenanigans at-play here, so wipe that outta your blond head too." April smirks to Harley. She motions to the present. "It's Raph's birthday. I got your present, but ya can't have it yet."

April stalks over to the sofa chair and sits down on the arm of it. "Harley is my friend too." She tells the two turtles. "She's turned over a new life. She's out of Gotham and out of the hell that it was putting her through. That city doesn't rehab people, it makes them only wanna do crime more. She's out of that circle of crap and is here now, doing good!" She motions to the Clownette. "She's been a great friend. One of my best."

"Just like you guys are." She says back to Leo and Raph.

Raphael has posed:
"We ain't even old enough ta be strippers, so get yer mind outta the gutter," Raphael says, just about the same time April's bringing up their ages.

Nodding once to the reporter, he glances past Leonardo and back in Harley's direction once the hyenas (which they totally could have dealt with, thankyouverymuch) are out of the way. "Look, lady. I ain't usually th' first one ta talk it out, but my brother here was worried about you livin' here with Ape. She's under our protection an' that's just th' way it's been since last year. Th' only reason we're even here doing it like this is because another one of my brothers looked ya up an' saw some a' what ya was into before, an' now it looks like you're tryin' ta go down a better path. But we got secrets ta protect, an' my stick-in-the-mud bro here was worried you'd go snoopin' places ya shouldn't so we figured we'd come here first."

He's surely noticed that big mallet, but he moves within range of the woman and her weapon, showing his hand and saying, "These ain't costumes, an' we ain't figments a' yer imagination. I dunno how this all came about wit' you an' her bein' all pals an' whatnot, but if she trusts you.." He can't do much more than shrug, before adding reluctantly, "An' yeah, it's my birthday. So how about we work this out all nice an' peaceful?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I sweah, are all teenagahs ninjas these days?" Harley squints at Raph, clearly the spokesperson for the brothers, but leaves her mallet leaning up against the wall rather than dropping it upon her shoulder, so that's a plus... for someone anyways. Prolly her. Who knows. She's squirrelly. "All them lil brats in Gotham dress'n up like animal theme't vigilantes an' doin' ka-Rot-tey, nows theahs turtles too?" Pfffffffffff... blowing out air through her pursed lips.

"I don't even know what ta say heah, really..." Her hands held out, padding barefoot over towards April, Raph, and the quiet turtle. "Except ya'll got some classy af names.. I'm Ha'lee Quinn." Extending her small hand out towards Raphael, "Happy birthday an' junk. Wanna watch Wrestlemania?" As if nothing at all is odd about any of this. Truly, she just accepts it as whatever. "I aint know't it was ya birthday or I've got ya somethin', but feel free to take a bag home wit'cha." Jerking her head over in the direction of all the high end clothing/jewelry/electronics bags on and beneath the dinning area table.

April O'Neil has posed:
April walks over to Harley to put a hand on her shoulder and then to lay her head down against it lightly for a moment. She'd had two friends, aside from the turtles, Vanessa and now Harley. April's never had much luck with friends beyond them, so to have them talk and interact with each other and /not/ fight? Well it means a lot to her.

"Open your present!" She tells Raphael then. "You two are welcome to stay and watch the wrestling match." She's never been much of a WWE person, since she thinks it's all fake and weird, but some of the muscle bound men are pretty darn nice fun to stare at! She'll give it that much.

"Seriously, it's good to have everyone here. Well, I mean." She looks to Harley then. "They have two more brothers, Mikey and Don. You'll love them too. Mikey... he'll get you to grin, I'm sure of it. Maybe even laugh."

Raphael has posed:
"Beats me, but we been training practically since we were hatchlings," Raphael remarks. That shell sure does look authentic, and feels the same if Harley happens to check it out. Rather than shaking her hand, he makes a fist to tap it with hers if she changes it up. No hand explosion, though. He doesn't know her yet. "I ain't been to Gotham, but we've heard a few rumors here and there."

He's still giving Harley a closer look, trying to figure out what he thinks of her while Leo plays the silent role. "Yeah, there's a bit of a story behind the names," he remarks, giving a brief eyeroll. Maybe it'll be explained another time, or by someone else. The birthday wishes earn a single grunt and a muttered 'Thanks,' as if he'd rather not think about that too much right now. "All I wanna do is make sure you don't go digging around in places you shouldn't. We got things an' people to protect, but ask Ape here about the Foot Clan sometime, an' how we took 'em out."

The wrestling talk, while normally a topic of interest - he does look toward the TV to see what's currently on - gets a short, "Maybe later on, no offense. We gotta..hmm?" April's coaxing him to get that present open. "Oh, right. Yeah, guess I'd better see what you got me." The box is torn open without much effort, using a sai to help with it, and he comes up with something he must not have expected. "Ape, I ain't even gonna ask how you managed this." It's a UFC title belt, not the real authentic one, but as close as it gets. Hey they're expensive. But all the signatures of the different champs at the time leads to him reading off a few along with a near 'Holy shit' that he cuts himself off from finishing. "You got Th' Rock too?" He even laughs at a couple things written down on the belt. "Yeah, none a' you want a piece of this!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Tha's hahd?" Harley asks of April mentioning someone making her smile or laugh, encircling her arm around the reporters waist for a good ol fashioned hug, turn, head kiss right on the top of the noodle. She aint wearin' all her makeup though, so's theah aint no trashy lip prints in her hair. Ah they both turtles too? Is this a genetic thing, like them muties what grow legs outtah they foreheads oah suh'n? Which I ain't sayin' theahs nothin' wrong wit bein' a turtle /oah/ have'n feet head, I'm jus' askin' a question... so don't punch me in the ovaries okay? I wanna have a baby one day, prolly, cus I'd make a good mom."

She probably would if you think about it.

"Ya aint got nothin' to worries about wit me heah okay turtle guys? Peoples who'd mess wit April, prolly aint gonna if'n they know who I am an' know I'm heah.. an' them that still do? Well they get face time wit Mistah Bong." Thumbing back at her mallet and the big yellow smiley face painted on the flat end. "He'll make anybody laugh if I hit'em hahd enough... ya know in tha' leakin' brain mattah, closed head injury, everythin's funny cus ya can't remembah who the president is kinna way."

Harley knocks knuckles with Raph, then knocks her knuckles against his shell while he's distracted with his present openin'... THEN she peers into the box, "Yeah, that've been a weird gift foah me." She concludes with a brisk nod, "I don't even know none of these peoples 'sept The Most Electrifyin' Man in Spohts Entertainmentin'. If ya smeeeeell... wha' the Hah'lee... is..." Look left, look right, look up... tap her chin down with an index finger... raise her right brow. "Cookin'. I gotcha a crisp highfive... oah three in yer case on account of ya lost two fingahs."

April O'Neil has posed:
April smiles to Harley after the kiss to the top of her noodle and then looks over to Raph to watch him open his present. She grins at the reaction he has to it and as he reads off some of the names she starts to genuinely smile. She glances back to Harley before she hears the name of the Rock read off which strikes a memory in her. "Oh! Shoot!"

April bolts between the two turtles, patting Leo on the way past him before she rushes into her office! "I can't forget this part!"

When she comes back she has her phone in her hand and is holding it up, swiping it a few times and then finally she lives it up and aims it so Raph (and the others if they wanna!) can see it.

On the screen IS THE ROCK and beside him is THE APRIL, much shorter than him. "Hey Raphael, your girl here says you could probably take me? I'm not so sure about that, but she's adamant about it! Maybe we'll get a chance to go a few rounds in the ring someday? Happy birthday, Kiddo!" Kiddo? How old did he think Raph was?

Either way, it shows him waving AND April waving with a big smile before the video clip ends.

She lowers her phone then and smiles at them all. "He was at the UFC press event they had this past month. I got a chance to meet him, and all those Champs, they were selling those belts... it wasn't cheap, but hey, who needs to buy a new air conditioner anyway?" April grins then before she gives Raph a hug, then Leo another arm pat.

"Anyway. Yeah. We're good here, Harley is like an added layer of security for me! I swear it. So are Bud and Lou out there." She motions toward the door.

Raphael has posed:
The shell is what one would expect it to be: hard, tough. Also, it's nicked up here and there, visual evidence of tough fights at some point. The fact Raphael's here in good health ought to say something. As for them being the way they are, all he's willing to share right now is a short, "It's kinda complicated. Maybe we'll tell ya another time soon." Trust still needs to grow beyond not having a throwdown in April's apartment during their first encounter. So far, what Donatello found out about her seems to be holding true, at least.

"To be honest, if you two are lookin' out for each other..well, we ain't always right there to help with a problem," he explains, sharing a little honesty after he's slung the belt over a shoulder and shell like the champs do. "So you keep Mister, uh, Bong handy, just in case. And your pooches, I guess." Harley's Rock impersonation gets a half-smile. "That wasn't bad. And I only ever had this many fingers to begin with."

More Rock? Back comes April with the phone's video message on it. "All right, that's pretty radical. Next time you see him you tell him any time, any place." Kiddo, though? Hmph! "Maybe we'll have to get Donnie to cook you up a custom AC job. Late birthday present for you, yeah? Sorry I didn't come here with anything, but I'll find something for ya soon."

Things don't seem as bad as they could have been, following the chat Leonardo had with him about all of this. It'll still bear some watching, though.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I'll wait on pins an' needles foah ya origin story... I'm kinna into those right now.." Harley says with a bobbing head, arm coming loose from April when the reporter runs off for more birthday fun for Raph.. "Origin stories I mean.. Like, theahs this guy in Gotham Kiteman..." Stalling out in the tale as April comes running back in to show Raph, and her obvious, the recording of the Rock.

"Hah! He aint tha' tough lookin'. I coul't take'em foah sure! Throw'em ovah mah knee an' paddle'em like a screamin' baby oah suh'n, I unno." Knuckles wrapping out against Raph's shell like they were old pals now. "You got it, turtle buddy." As to keeping Mister Bong handy..

"But I keeps tellin April I don't mind havin' an AC install't.. I got a /bunch'uh/ money an' I'm tha one likes it to be a crisp sixty nine degrees inside cus I'm childish an' it makes me giggle."

April O'Neil has posed:
April glances down at her phone again before she slips it into her jeans pocket. "One of the perks of being a Reporter is I get to corner celebrities sometimes." She says with a grin shared to all three of them. She leans over to bump shoulders with Harley. "Nobody really wants to fight The Rock, he's too nice and sweet and sexy." She says with a big grin to her roommate before looking between she and Raph. "I mean, we'll see when it gets super hot right? I always tell myself I'm not even gonna run it that much in the summer cause'a the bills and all that... but then it hits 75'ish or up and I'm flipping the damn thing on anyway!" There's a bit of laughter there from April before she turns and goes to sit down on the sofa. "Seriously, you guys should stay and watch stuff with us!"

She motions to the television. "We got Disney Plus! You can watch Frozen one AND two with us!" She gets all huge eyed again at the Turtles, even though she expects them both to back up and run off now.