They had finished putting all the non-broken items away, tossing out the broken stuff and vacuuming everything in sight, just in case there were glass splinters anywhere.Maddie was in the kitchen, getting the cheese platter out of the fridge, when she realized they were out of champagne. "We can't have New Year's without champagne!" Maddie moaned."I'll get my coat," Mike said, swiping a chunk of Swiss."Oh, no you don't," she said, appalled. "You are not leaving me alone with Snooz-O the Bandit.""All right. I'll get your coat.""Mike! I can't leave. I have to get everything ready for the party. They'll be here any minute."Mike sighed. "Fine. I'll get the burglar's coat. He can go. He should be back in time for our anniversary."Maddie glared at him. "You're not helping."Mike shrugged. "I'm running out of options."Maddie looked like she was about to smack him with the cheese tray when there was a yell from the bedroom. Mike and Maddie rushed to the bedroom. The burglar was thrashing on the bed, clearly in the middle of a nightmare.
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