Rest assured, Dave plays the Jaws theme in his head whenever he's around either of the fish trolls. So really it's perpetually playing, it's sort of maddening, just slightly less maddening than being around the two of them.

Dave narrows his eyes as she rises in the most ominous manner possible, taking a few steps forward without getting too close. He purses his lips, gripping the towel a little tighter out of frustration. Fish trolls, he swears to god.

"This was all just a scheme to get me down here, wasn't it?" He asks, his voice is as flat and bored as possible, but the annoyance is apparent. "Pass."