Oh if only Catrina could hear that inner monolog, she'd beckon Maurice to the gremlin side. They have cookies and making the super market sound like gobbling turkeys or at least that ever so annoying alarm clock sound like a live Prince concert! Alas, Catrina cannot do that as she puffs her little gremlin ahuizotl chest a bit.

"Thank you! You wanna join in for some mischief making with sound defect?"