Donnie frowns a bit. "The only keys I have on me are to the Turtle Tank," he says as he shifts a little so he can fish a hand around one of his belt pouches to pull it out. "Which doesn't do me much good when it's back home at the la-OHMIGOSH THERE IT IS!!"

Abruptly the turtle plasters himself against the window as they draw closer to the cluster of vehicles. "Over there! The big one!" he points.

Big is an understatement. The vehicle in question is more of a cross between a big rig and a monster truck, its massive wheels easily nearly twice as tall as Donnie is, the top of the main part of the vehicle domed, and with what appears to be a taxi cab embedded in it.