Eddie brightened up at the mention of disguises and instinctively looked towards the corner of the shop that held the plethora of moustaches and various fake noses, wigs, and possibly the most obvious disguise-type trenchcoats. "YES, I WANT A HANDLEBAR MOUSTACHE OKAY," she practically yelled and, after drawing the looks of several concerned parents, she said in a slightly quieter voice, "You look better with a Dali moustache anyway."
"Well, duh," Ed said, pulling out four packages of the clown balloons. Two each was enough, right? Changing her mind, she added two more to the pile and felt a little more content. "Does a clown ever do something funny though?" She hoisted their purchases in her arms, trying to make sure that nothing slipped and fell on top of an errant child. "ER--" Eddie checked the directions on the package. "Nope, BUT we can chuck glitter inside it."