Jennifer silently groaned in annoyance, shaking her head, in confirmation to Charlie's statement. Why would they want her off the case? Because she's too pushy for the business? Or, because she knew too much that it causes pressure for the police? These thoughts were circling around in her head, as she listened in on the conversation, though at the same time, she pretended to mind her own business. April herself didn't seem all to pleased on what was being requested of her. "Charles, what are you talking about? It's [i]my[/i] story; no way".

"Look at you; you're exhausted!", the man insisted, following April into the bathroom, which caused Jennifer to frown, telling Charlie to stay put, before tailing the two adults from behind, just by a few feet. "Let somebody else help you cover City Hall". 

The teenage boy in the room seemed to be looking around, before catching sight of what seemed to be Mikey hiding under the table, in the reflection of one of the mirrors. Turning around, hoping to figure out whether it was a trick of the eye or not, the turtle disappeared on the spot, as if he had never been there. 

"What's with you today?", April asked her boss, wondering why he would tell her to lay back, while proceeding to wash her face. "Nothing's with me today. I just thought you might like a little help", Jennifer continued to listen in, still trying to decipher what was [i]really[/i] going on behind this incessant yet unexpected meeting, shortly before peeking from behind the doorway. "Well, I don't. Hand me a towel, will you?", she gasped, having to see Donatello hiding behind the shower curtain, with Jennifer catching a glimpse of him in the mirror. Her heart sunk, as Charles approached that very spot! "Charles, no!", April rushed to stop him, but right as he moved the curtain, there was no Donatello. "What's wrong?"

"I just don't want you to see my unsightly bathtub ring. Okay, just out, out, out, out, out", and just like that, she was pushing him out of her bathroom; Jennifer, making a quiet snicker, when she found the turtle clinging to the ceiling of the shower. "I have to get ready for work. Danny, would you tell your father to relax?" 

"I wish", [i]so that was his name. Danny.[/i]

"Just don't push any buttons today, okay?", and he was gone, along with "Danny".