The first guy to appear, Warren, laughed quietly. "Warren don't mock the girl," the girl comments weakly, crossing her arms on the side of the fountain, spreading her legs out behind her. "I've never tried," Bob comments. "Liar," Warren states.
"But the answer is no," Bob comments before turning to Warren, "I haven't heard you mentioning you tried talking to a crab." Warren grumbles something, crossing his arms. The girl rolls her eyes before shutting them "its not crazy."
"You wanted to talk to fish," Warren points out. "Crazy doesn't cover it, it's insane," the girl comments. "How big a bandage do I need for my back?"
Roselle snickers. "I have my reason for fish ...what's yours for a crab" Frankie looks at it. "Pfft...kinda a big one.."
Warren raises an eyebrow "Cancer is typically depicted by the crab, like Leo is a lion and Taurus is a bull and pisces is a fish." "Oh yay," the girl mutters.
Roselle points at him, challengly. "How about we test that theory..hmm!?" Frankie looked at the girl. "I'll see what I can do."