Cheepskipper sighed as he waited for customers to show up. He was rather peeved that his shop was the least popular of all the stores in Seaside Hill, but he was comforted by Hucky, his female Huckit Crab assistant.
"Maybe I should go advertise my boats shop," Cheepskipper muttered as he closed his eyes, shaking his head. "It seems to not have the advantage of attracting tourists like all the other shops."
Hucky raised her right claw. "Well, fret not Cheepy! I'm sure if you just keep trying, good luck will shine down upon you!"
"Such as..." Cheepskipper murmured as he turned to Hucky, his eyes narrowed as he was clearly exhausted.
Hucky chuckled nervously as she was trying to find an excuse to make Cheepskipper feel better. "Well... when people feel the need to go out towards the sea, they'll have to come to your shop to get the much needed boat equipment!"
Cheepskipper groaned as he fell on his back, with Hucky trying to get him back on his stomach.
