Master Splinter

Splinter: “My sons, I told you already. I don’t need—“ Mikey: “But Sensei! Check this out!” *Mikey pushes a phone in front of Splinter, the turtle brothers all crowded around the old rat on the couch. Donnie chimes in with high hopes.* Donnie: “A website I made to connect mutants all over New York! It’s like Tinder, but better. They’re overrated.” *The turtles gaze in awe, but Splinter is skeptical of yet another attempt to get him dating again.*