Candy. And masks.
[A muffled snort.]
Does this place think us mere children to be satisfied with such trivialities? Bloody nonsense.
It will have to try much harder to haunt, if last night was any indication. We've films at home more terrifying.
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Well.. At least it's good candy, right?
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Did you eat the pie?
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I don't care for pumpkin.
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Well, you wouldn't mind letting me have it? I mean it'd be a shame to let it go to waste!
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...how many have you had?
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Two?
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...indeed.
Why do I not believe you, Father?
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... And that's also true! I've only had two I swear! Mine and Cesares, just ask him!
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Come fetch it, then, before it becomes any soggier.
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Of course! [Oh God you can hear him running, it's like he hasn't been fed for weeks, the greedy little piggy]
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May I come in?
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Barely refraining from rolling her eyes, she opened the door a bit wider and nodded.]
Unless you wish to stand in the hallway and gape like a half-wit.
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It's been a while since I've seen you around, you know. Is everything okay?
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She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, eyeing him speculatively.]
Tolerably. I'm not a socialite, and this place is hardly welcoming.
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