Espio wiped his forehead as he picked up the thirty second hermit crab on the sandy shore of Seaside Hill's east side. "Man, how many of these crabs do we need this time?"

Vector bagged four hermit crabs in one scoop, turning to Espio. "Don't question it, Espio. Just do it. The more crabs we get, the better we get paid."

Charmy buzzed in harmony as he circled around Vector. "Yeah, more money for more crabs!"

Espio shook his head as he rolled his eyes. "Sometimes, I do wonder why I go with your half thought out plans..."