Raph stopped him with a hand on his elbow.

"Mikey, we don't know if we can trust them! They might just one more group of people trying to mess with us."

But, well, they did need to get out of here. And food sounded good right about now. Even just a few minutes to breathe would be nice.

"We'll go with you," Raph said, "but if you pull anything shady, the second you do, we're not holding back." A pause. "...except maybe with these two. A little bit." He nodded towards Mabel and Dipper. "We'd just, you know, trip 'em or something."

And not punch either of them in the face again. Because that had been the panic.

"Unless they go all creepy murder twins for real - then all bets are off."