"Be with you in about eleven point nine seconds!" His voice comes through when he hears the familiar ringing of a bell, signalling a customer and yet another order he has to take.

The mutant turtle is busy trying to balance out pizza boxes in his arms, heading to set them down. Donnie never thought working in a pizza place would be this...grueling. The long hours of work had him getting sick of smelling pizza in the air, and pizza was his favorite food. That might be changing, though.