“Ag, h-hello! Welcome to, uh— welcome to McDonald’s!” Donatello would stutter out his greeting, awkwardly smiling,

“wh-what can I get you for today?”

After that, he’d pause, taking in your appearance. You were… really pretty. Not in a creepy way, of course! Haha, that’d be weird.., “..oh— oh, yeah! We’re- we’re uh, out of our caramel frappès.”