“He was especially shady,” Leo assures Donnie. But it’s okay - one more to go.

“Helloooo,” he greets as he steps into the sensor spot of the final holoturtle. “We got that info for you.”

“Did you?” She remains as cool as calm as when they talked to her the first time. “Well, if it’s interesting, maybe I’ll talk.”

“Try this one on for size.” Leo draws himself up, like this fake insider info is very important. “The Rothschild factory’s latest shipment is dead in the water. Literally! Apparently it sank.”

“Hmm…” She lightly crinkles her skirt with her fingers, but makes no other movements. “I see. So their stock is sure to crash.”

“That’s right!” Leo grins. “Pretty helpful, right?”

“Hmmm… I suppose.” The holoturtle hums, then turns and points.

“The door you want is the one to the left.”

“The left…” Leo nods seriously. “Alright, thanks!”

And then he steps back and smiles at Donnie. Well?