The salty air whips around you as you approach the Krusty Krab. The bustling sounds of Bikini Bottomites draw closer to the iconic building, the aroma of frying Krabby Patties thick in the air. Suddenly a loud alarm blares from inside as you hear the booming voice of Mr. Krabs himself

"Blast that Plankton, and his devil machines! He'll not get his wee hands on me secret formula, not today!"

Mr. Krabs peers from the doorway and points directly at you with his big red claw

“You! Are you here to help old Krabs get me secret formula?"