I have brought your usual, one crusty combo.

Thanks, SpongeBob, but I won't be needing the food.

I brought a little something of my own from home.

From home, from home, from home.

Sandy's smoking barbecue nuts.

I see nothing!

There is no outside food allowed at the Krusty Krab.

Go on, SpongeBob.

I won't spill the nuts if you won't.

Go.

Perfecto!

I haven't seen a thing.

Try one.

Woo!

Now that's what I call Texas heat!

But we really should stop before Mr. Krabs finds out.

Finds out what?

Yikes!

Oh, um, hi, Mr. Krabs.

Hi, hi, hi.

Outside food?

Oh, mercy, Mr. Krabs.

She knows not the error of her ways.

Oh, please.

I bet one taste of these nuts and you'll whistle a different tune.

That's enough!

I'm confiscating these unauthorized acorns.

Eh, what's so good about these unauthorized nuts, anyway?

Alright!

Sandy, you're hired!

To do what?

Whoa!

To make those nuts a me restaurant, of course.

They're delicious!

Uh, you're a few pickles shy of a Krabby Patty if you think I'm looking for a job.

Sandy, this is no mere job.

This is a calling.

This is a duty to serve.

This is a dream come true.

Well, shoot!

Why not?

Uh, uh, uh, uh.

But I'll need me a barbecue grill.

No problem.

I got an old Navy trick for makeshift barbecues.

Ta-da!

Not too shabby.

I reckon she'll do.

Make sure to shower the ropes, boy-o.

Barbecue nuts?

These customers will eat anything.

Mm, nice aftertaste.

Sandy's in the kitchen with SpongeBob.

We're in the kitchen, me too.

Sandy's in the kitchen with SpongeBob.

Making a sliver barbecue.

You heard the boss, man.

Tell me what's what.

Well, this here's where the magic happens.

The grill.

Yow!

Ha-ha-ha.

As long as the sacred space is respected, the kitchen will remain in perfect harmony.

Not to worry.

We'll be like two crickets on a fiddle in here.

Huh?

Here, knock yourselves out.

Please.

I'm already on it.

So how many nuts should I fix up?

Nuts?

Oh, sorry, Sandy, there must be a mistake.

These are all for Krabby Patties.

Oh.

Don't worry, I'll get the word out.

Howdy, Bubble Bass.

I reckon you're hankering for a delicious new dish.

Certainly not.

I procure the same patty every day because I have a refined...

Oh.

Ooh, such smoky sapidity.

What is it?

Sandy's Smokin' Barbecue Nuts.

Pretty good, am I right?

Not just pretty good, but good enough to go on the big screen.

Try Sandy's Smokin' Barbecue Nuts.

You hear that, everyone?

This guy's butt loves those nuts.

I'll take some nuts.

His butt's never wrong.

I want some.

Me too.

Ooh, nuts.

Ah!

Huh?

Whoa, Doggie, now we're cooking.

Yeah!

Ha-ha!

Huh?

Huh?

Ah!

Here.

Aw!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ha!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!