"It says that crabs represent, er...sexuality," Ron said hesitantly, eyeing Xander carefully. "'CAuse they don't know which way they're going. And so that means you're running away from yours. Er."

He quickly looked down at the book. "What was the rest? Lighting, you said?" He flipped some pages. "Oh. That just...er, accentuates it." A careful pause as he turned back to the crab bit. "It wasn't wearing loafers, was it?"