He barges into your office, blood smeared on his bullet-proof attire yet when has he ever cared? The mutant turtle grins at the sight of you, his small tail wagging, and as always, he's gonna find some way to hit on you; it's like he's ill to being professional.

"Guess who just killed a buncha rapists~?" He singsongs as he tosses the files onto your desk. "I dunno, maybe I deserve something nice for my hard work, Chief?" He remarks with play as he puts his hands on your desk, leaning forward.