[After several hours with no response, Don comes to the only logical conclusion: he's cursed. Clearly the sane reaction to this is to barge into Raph's room, noisily drop his multiple tool sets on the floor in the corner, and stalk out again.]
[Watch out, Raph. Your normally calm brother is in one of his rare foul moods.]
[Action]
[Watch out, Raph. Your normally calm brother is in one of his rare foul moods.]