I, Coke, am standing in front of my special sign to wish everyone a fun night while finding excellent carrots, parsley, cucumber, hay, and so on. Isn't that what goes in our bags?
I, Scottie, am wondering about the things creeping up on me. It seems there are a lot of spider webs, a skeletal hand, and some ghosts themselves. However, I will be a good boy and share the festive bag with Coke, once we persuade the hand to leave!
