2023 Tomboy

This is yellow-jumpsuited April O’Neil fending off Foot Clan goons inside an old-timey ice cream parlor. She’s wielding gallons of caramelized pear and lemon sorbet, throwing brown-sugary smooth roundhouses, just like Raph showed her. She sends one stumbling backwards into a tub of apricot gelato, another flying theatrically into the jars of pineapple bubblegum, a third flipping into a shelf of peach Jolly Ranchers. And when Leo radios to say they’re on their way, she tells him don’t bother.