The bathroom door is closed and locked. Inside, Raph's sitting on the floor in front of the toilet with his eyes closed, wondering if it's safe to get up yet. At least it feels good to get that crap out of his system. That is the one upside to puking, he guesses. Though now his head is pounding twice as bad as before.

Guess you win some, you lose some. All he can hope is nobody heard him. He's totally planning on playing everything off as nothing. Don just got here, and he doesn't want anyone to make a fuss over nothing.