"Oh, there's way worse shit around here than crabs with knives taped to 'em. Trust me on that." He watches the crab run away like... well, like a crab, watching to make sure it doesn't wind up scuttling into the Tommy Bahama. That's where he wants to go, man!

Oh, right, introductions!! "You can call me Sharky, since, uhhh, that's my name!" He gives his best, toothiest smile for the weirdo in a black leather(???) get-up. "What about you, dude, you're new, right?"