Hickut and Creb were both getting the condiments out of the wooden barrels as Clawgrip was grilling several burgers, flipping them over with his trusty, rusty spatula in his right pincer as he watched them sizzle.
"Arr, me hearties! Bring me the wondrous sea salt!" Clawgrip stated to his two crab employees.
Creb sighed as he grabbed a nearby sea salt shaker, chucking it to Clawgrip, who grabbed it with his left pincer.
"Yar, you're so good to me, Creb!" Clawgrip laughed as he winked.
Creb sighed as Hickut was disgusted by Creb's attitude, scuttling over to him.
"Come on! Show some appreciation, why don't you!" Hickut exclaimed as she shook her lone pincer, trying to get the message to Creb.
Creb let out a loud, exhausted sigh as he turned to Hickut. "Well, you would be out of it too if there wasn't anything to look forward to in recent times because you're stuck helping to make hamburgers."
"Hey now, these be the finest tasting burgers all over Seaside Hill," Clawgrip stated as he corrected himself, "Me mistake, the only burgers in Seaside Hill! So hold your tongue, Creb!"
Creb sighed as he shook his head, closing his eyes.