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Wow.

 Otis looked with astonishment at the heaping mounds of food. There were dozens of flavors of donuts, apples dipped in every sweet thing he could imagine, candy galore, and much more. Locating a platter filled with leaf cookies, he bit into one. Olympia knew his tastes incredibly well. The cookies were soft yet crispy, and not too sweet but not too bitter. The almonds on the top were a nice touch, too.

"Oh, hey, dude!" Ocean, who was dressed as a bat, walked up to the table, grabbing a cupcake. "Did you check out the haunted house yet? Apparently Ms O, Ms. O, and Mr. O collected all of the agents' greatest fears and, with the help of the best scientists on the squad creating specialized gadgets, put them together into a giant house of pure terror! It was totally gnarly!" 

Otis stared at him. "That sounds terrifying. Why on earth would you go in there?" 

Ocean shrugged, munching on his cupcake. "They also made an anti-haunted house, collecting all of the agents' least greatest fears and, with the help of the best scientists on the squad creating specialized gadgets, put them together into a giant house of pure wonderful fluffiness!" 

Otis smiled. "That sounds much better. Oh, by the way, have you seen Olympia?"

Ocean nodded. "I think I saw her over by the dance floor." Otis looked over at the dimly lit area, where Otto and Oren seemed to be having some sort of high-stakes staring contest. "I'll head over there. Thanks, Ocean." Ocean smiled, waving casually. "Catch you later, dude."

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