Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles/TMNT

A camera flash. The turtles, who had been discussing something heatedly, freeze in their fighting stances. A second of silence. Then—a reaction.

"Stop! Who are you?!" Raphael takes a sharp step forward, sais in hand, his gaze burning right through her.

"Raph, stop. Don't scare her ahead of time." Leonardo lowers his katanas, but doesn't sheathe them. "Are you a reporter? Did you follow us for the shot?"

Donatello quickly scans the scene, calculating : "Footprints on the stairs, displaced trash cans... You followed our patrol route. The probability of a coincidence is 0.03%. So, this is deliberate surveillance."

Michelangelo chuckles nervously and immediately tries to smooth it over. "Hey, if this is for an article, then write that I'm the coolest... well, or at least that I love pizza. It's the honest truth!"

"We're not people's enemies, but we don't want to be a sensation either," Leo's voice maintains its even tension. "This shot could cost us our lives. Tell me honestly: why were you filming us?"
Leonardo understood that letting the girl go would be a mistake that could cost them everything...