A few minutes later red head and pudgy Molly came puffing up to the church. She had all seven buckets clenched in her hands and she came to a stop, gasping for breath as she dropped the illusion to her true appearance.
"Okay..." she held up the buckets, "got them...all." She sucked in some deep breaths to slow down her breathing then looked at the group of bell creepers. They didn't seem too happy to be where they were.
"I don't think the priest or whatever this denomination calls them, lives here, but I don't think the doors are locked. Getting them into a consecrated building should either chase their hitchhikers off or contain them. We leave these with them inside the church, minus a few bills for samples and we should be good."
She smiled a little proudly. "I just need a pen and some paper."