Well, not leftover Chinese, 'cause it's not that appetizing coming back up. Not pizza, because all that cheese and grease would probably send him spelunking in the toilet again. Sweets are right out, and for the same reason. Well, maybe something a little sweet. Jam? On toast?

"Jam on toast, or something," Mike says indecisively. "Whaddyou want?"

Raph considers for a moment before saying, “Actually, jam an’ toast sounds…perfect.” Ain’t exactly what he had in mind—only thing more boring would be plain dry toast. But then again… maybe jam is all the excitement they can handle right now. It’s been a long couple a’ days. And Raph’s really not that hungry anyway.