“6, are you available to take a call at the local Corner Ave store?” Agent Asher could barely hear the dispatcher say through the static-filled walkie talkie. “Roger 0. What is the nature of the call?” Agent Asher sighed as he put down his afternoon donut. “6, the caller is reporting a subject dressed up in a crocodile suit with a blue sweater and red hat causing havoc in the store. Code 3.” The dispatcher said as Agent Asher scratched his head. “Caller reported he is also attempting to try and steal fake crocodile purses.“A crocodile suit? People are very bizarre nowadays.” Agent Asher thought as he rolled his eyes and put the car in drive and exited the donut parking lot. He threw on the lights as he zoomed past cars that were moving over for him. “Gotta go save the damn day again cause someone wants to fool around in a crocodile costume.” Agent Asher annoyingly thought as he pulled into the Corner Ave parking lot and pulled up in front of the store. Agent Asher quickly got out of his car to hear soft but urgent cries for help. He dashed inside and immediately stopped to take in the sight in front of him. “0, we are gonna need another unit. The party dressed up as a crocodile is an actual crocodile.” Agent asher quietly whispered into his walkie talkie. “Danny! They killed Danny! They got Priscilla too!” The crocodile shouted as he sobbed holding up a fake crocodile skin purse. “Whyyyyyy!” He shouted as all the shoppers looked on in shock. “Sir, ma'am, what do I call you?” One of the workers asked as he tried to consult the crocodile. “Crookodile.” The crocodile responded as the worker patted him on the back. “Why Crookodile?” The store owner asked. “Because I know these are fake, my partner stole the real ones while you were consulting a fake crocodile,” Crookodile said as he unzipped his suit to reveal a woman with blonde hair. “See ya later, alligator.” She shouted as she zoomed down the aisle and down the store. “0. Send everybody, a crocodile stole a real crocodile purse.”Agent Asher shook his head as he started picking up the purses from the floor.