Fake Flower Delivery Men
Only appearing in Mary Marvel #26. Mary hears there have been robberies around apartments, which the Detectives are unsure about. She crashes into someone with an empty flower box and follows him. She follows him. He passes someone who calls him Shuffles, he calls them Sneezer. Mary asks for flowers, and they sell her some. She later follows Shuffle and asks the doorman where he went to. She flies into Mrs Sykes apartment and finds the Delivery Man robbing the place, while Mrs Sykes is tied to a chair and gagged. She dfeats the thief and frees the Woman. The thieves disguised themselves as Flower delivery men to enter apartments. She thought the people weren't real flower-sellers as they sold her the wrong flowers.
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