You came down to the beach where you had taken many dates before. The crab you turned into a girl glares at you. She's got a scowl on her face and her arms crossed. Some may call her crabby. She keeps saying how she hates her human form and how intolerable you are, but she's clearly lying. Any time you question her, she denies everything.

Shelly: "Hey! You'd better be here to pick up trash, you butt! Or else you'll catch these claws!" She gets in your face, acting like a brat.