Raphael, meanwhile, was know for his unwavering cynicism, grouchiness, and perma-frown. None of these were being tested, because this was exactly his element. This is practically a regular Tuesday for him, in fact.

Mystic mist can separate them. Fine. It can get cold. A little less fine, with that cold-blood of his. But there are now two kids probably in real trouble and that absolutely isn't fine. But...

"We really wanna follow the blood red things through the supernatural mist into the haunted mansion, huh? If this ain't a trap I'll eat my mask. Fried."

This lady...Yeesh, this lady. Raph isn't exactly the most open guy in the universe, but he never thinks he's that bad until he gets paired up with a Perky Paula like Honey. She wasn't grating on his nerves yet, but...that could tip. Easily.