“Aren’t you two cute?” The holoturtle reaches out like she’s going to pinch Leo’s cheek, but of course they can’t actually. She can’t even fully reach him where he’s standing, let alone touch. Still, Leo indulgently leans into the action, smiling.

“Auntie, we just need to know who here knows the right door out.”

“The right door? Hmmm…” She taps her chin like she’s thinking. “Weeell…”

She points out two of the holograms they haven’t spoken to yet.

“Those two are the ones who would know… but they won’t give you that information for free. You’ll need to trade.”

“Trade in something a hologram would want?” Leo prompts.

“The only thing anyone here values… information!” She spreads her arms wide. “You’ll need a tasty morsel of gossip to offer them.”

She leans over to “pinch” Donnie’s cheek next.