It has been a very busy day from the local hermit crabs of New Jersey. Everything had to be perfect for the exquisite sea hermit crabs, whether the land crabs wanted them to be there or not. The sea crabs were of high status and the last thing Mr. Cacciatore wanted was for his customers to be mad. He'd be out of business then! At least the resort has been calm for the most part while you were gone. He only had to fire a few misbehaving hermit crabs when they were starting fights with some arrogant sea crabs. Ugh, these people never learn... That evening, he was wiping the matchbox countertop down when the familiar sounds of legs clicking on the rock floor caught his attention. Mr. Cacciatore turned around and expected to be greeting a late night resident before seeing that it was you.

"And where have you been?!"

He said in his typical annoyed tone, surprise etched on his face at how late you came in.