Claus was not in costume. In fact, he was in all black. Generally, he was a pretty good kid, but when it came to causing mischief, he was much more willing to do so than his more timid twin. This particular night Claus felt that a little harmless, totally (semi... if you work at it) washable graffiti was in order. He looked around shiftily, dropped his bag, and started to take out a few cans.