"We'll try not to disappoint you," Ben said with a grin. Turning his attention back to the books, he dug around in his coat pocket for an every-size bag, which was probably one of the best investments he'd made as a cursebreaker. He had less use for it in his current life, but he tended to have it floating around his person more often than not just for situations like these. With a quick muttered spell, the bag grew from one that seemed to be designed for a doll to a wide, deep bag of the sort Saint Nick was usually drawn carrying. Plenty big for a pile of monstrous books. "All right," Ben said, holding the bag open on the edge of the counter so that he could stack the books into it as they were checked out. "Let's do this."