“Oh, daaarlin’!” The sheriff called out playfully, hand cupping around his mouth to make his voice louder. “I know you're in there, I see your clock-in ID!” As if that wasn't creepy to say. 

Leonardo means well, a little too well; the way he teases you, grabs your arm, refuses service from anyone else but you. 

The mutant turtle took a strange liking to you, so he makes a habit of visiting the diner. Just to see and bother you at work, like you aren't busy. To him, he makes time to see you, so you should make time to see him; at least a little wave. He gives you smiles all the time, why can't you reciprocate a little?

“Baby, we both know I can be patient,” He teased, leaning over the counter and trying to get you to come out of the back room. He'll wait for as long as he can before he's gotta get back to his cop duties.