5th Movement
[Salieri has spent most of the day inside today, not entirely understanding the concept of a modern American Halloween. In his time in Vienna, they celebrate All Souls Week, so the most he's done is leave some bread out on the table and light an oil lamp he managed to find secreted away in a closet somewhere. Admittedly, however, he is rather curious about this bowl of strange-looking confections that seems to have suddenly appeared on the coffee table in the living room. As he's looking, the drone child of the house walks by on his way out the door for some trick or treating fun, knocking the phone off the hook in the process so everyone can hear the following conversation.]
"Ah... what is this mysterious confection?"
"What, you don't know, daddy? It's candy corn. Corn that tastes like candy!"
[The drone-child laughs a little before running excitedly out the door. Salieri stares down at the bowl, intrigued.]
"...Hm. Candy corn. Corn that tastes like candy. Well, I suppose it can't hurt to try one."
[Reaching into the bowl, Salieri takes a piece, turning it over in his fingers before placing it in his mouth and chewing it over thoughtfully. His face soon turns sour with disgust, and he runs into the kitchen to spit it out into a paper towel.]
"This does not taste like candy at all. That insufferable child..."
"Ah... what is this mysterious confection?"
"What, you don't know, daddy? It's candy corn. Corn that tastes like candy!"
[The drone-child laughs a little before running excitedly out the door. Salieri stares down at the bowl, intrigued.]
"...Hm. Candy corn. Corn that tastes like candy. Well, I suppose it can't hurt to try one."
[Reaching into the bowl, Salieri takes a piece, turning it over in his fingers before placing it in his mouth and chewing it over thoughtfully. His face soon turns sour with disgust, and he runs into the kitchen to spit it out into a paper towel.]
"This does not taste like candy at all. That insufferable child..."