CL: It's still an excellent costume.

MR: I brought some Dulcia Domestica. It's a Roman dessert.

CL: Looks like stuffed dates cooked in honey.

MR: That's pretty good! (And scary in a Twilight Zone sort of way)

CL: (That's why I'm the head of the Temple)

MR: What did you bring?

CL: I totally forgot. I better go buy something.

As Cal runs out the door she runs into...

Dave Moore (DM): Look out! {Crash!}

CL: {From the ground} Watch where you're going, worm!

DM: {From the ground} Goddess help me, it's Velasca! And Caesar! {Passes out}

CL: {Gets up} What's up with Dave? Anyway, I'll be right back.

MR: Ok. {Drags Dave inside and puts him on the couch} What's this? Candy canes? Only Dave...

JH: {Coming out of the kitchen} Let me guess, Halloween skit?

MR: I couldn't let this costume go to waste.

Wight (WI): {Comes inside} Where should I put this?

MR: Hey Wight! You dressed up for Halloween too!

WI: What are you talking about? This IS how I normally look!

DM: {Regaining consciousness} Halloween? I thought it was Christmas.

JH: Don't mind them Wight. What did you bring?

WI: I had my assistant Bigbad make my favorite dessert.

JH: Why is it moving?

WI: It's supposed to be served fresh.

JH: Err... right. Why don't you put that over there. {Points to a table at the far corner of the room}

DM: Happy Halloween!

JH: It's not Halloween, it's Thanksgiving!

DM: Then why's everyone dressed up?

JH: *Sigh* Why don't you go upstairs and play with my dolls.

DM: Cool! {Runs upstairs}

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*