Bill securely locked the door behind them, ensuring no one else could enter. Molly shifted uncomfortably in front of the large mirror, tugging at her elasticated edges. "Why can't we just wear normal costumes?" Molly questioned, examining her body in the mirror with a wrinkled nose. "This is humiliating, dressing like gimps and trying to smuggle all those presents from a children's birthday party." Bill frowned as he rummaged through his coupon booklet, holding up an expiration date on one of the coupons. "No luck with halloween costumes. Try this on." He then flung a small plastic torpedo device from one hand to the other before Molly immediately snatched it away and brought the package to her ear. "A bomb? Molly, it's bigger than your entire head. I'm not letting you transport it!" Bill exclaimed. Molly unlaced the front panel of her superhero costume, holding it open as the elasticated edges began to stretch and yield. "Just keep your mouth shut when we get in there and cook up something on the spot." "What do you expect me to do when we get caught? Draw attention to us when we are caught trying to steal a wreath full of toys from a children's party? Me being the one wearing an oversized pacifier and you wearing a ridiculous Method Man mask!" "The fuck you talking about?" Molly pulled the pacifier from her belt, holding it over her<SPECIAL_686> Bill examined his new paraphernalia through his gruff pink moustache. Molly continued to hold the pacifier over her face, one leg behind the other as she stood on her tiptoes. "Shut up already! We need to call it a night. We're not going to pull off a fucking third draw on this thing." Bill rolled his eyes as he walked away, locking the door behind him. "Fucking jester. Molly took another sip of beer from her solo cup as the two stood in the middle of a crowded living room. The sounds of carefree and carefree children mingling with the drone of their parents echoed around them. Molly sniffed hard as she dropped the bag of wine she had been holding onto the floor. She sighed and dropped her front panel of her costume as a group of children began to chatter away and began crawling on the back of her costume. Molly then struggled to rip the pacifier from her belt as it sat high on her hip. She then pulled the elastic down over her nipple as she pulled the bag of wine around her legs.