"Aren't we like, too old to be wearing costumes?" Pacifica said, holding up the Musketeer costume, raising a brow.
Dipper pointed to Mabel, who smiled widely. She clutched a scrapbook to her chest; it had 'Summerween memories with Dip and Paz' written in pretty pink cursive on the cover.
"Age is just a number," Mabel reassured. Pacifica though her mom would challenge that statement. She was only twenty and her mom was already pressuring her to get a facelift.
Pacifica removed the hanger and handed it to Dipper. "Whatever. Just don't expect me going door to door for hand-outs."
"You mean 'trick or treating'?"
"Uh, like yeah. That thing," Pacifica said, rolling her eyes, hoping they didn't figure out she was only bluffing. She didn't have a clue about Summerween.