Oh great, Reed thought. R& D is at it again.

He looked up at the giant crustacean that was brandishing Wilson from Sales’ brand new Viper in one pincer.

I think someone got took the “battle crab” idea too seriously, Reed thought.

Miller from Accounting was fleeing the parking lot. His blue Toyota Tercel had been smashed into the asphalt.

“Run for your life!” he yelled at Reed. “Aliens!”

Aliens my ass, Reed thought. It’s a Chesapeake Blue Crab.

He got into his dark gray Camry.

As he drove away, Reed thought, I need to start parking on the public lot.