"Right, Lottie. What's she look like?" Gaius eyed Donatello, ready to dart forward if it looked like the fellow was going to keel over onto his face or something. Which was looking more and more possible by the minute, really.

Wait, was this Lottie another... er. What was this guy supposed to be, anyway? A tortoise? Was he going to be looking for a tortoise-woman?