First-person POV, seated at a table inside the Krusty Krab. The camera remains completely fixed at eye level. Mr. Krabs walks up to my table, stops in front of me, and looks directly at me with a friendly smile and a slightly mischievous expression. He leans forward a little, resting his claws near his waist, and speaks in his recognizable deep, raspy, enthusiastic voice.
Mr. Krabs says natura...
