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[[Sharon throws a snowball as another whizzes by her. Fooker sneaks off to the side]]

[[Fooker darts near a window]]

[[Fooker crawls beneath the front of a coffee shop, as a patron looks down at him]]

[[Fooker approaches Fleuel, Patel, and Sato from behind

[[Fooker grins and readies a snowball. Fleuel and Sato are suspicious]]
Fooker thinks: Sam Fisher, eat your heart out...
Sato: Can you see them?
Fleuel: I think she's the only one throwing.