Hey, there's a pretty flower! Look, there's a jack-o-lantern! Oooh, a crazy, blinky-eyed skull!
Wait. What was I doing?
Oh yeah. Trick-or-treating.
She does reconnaissance on the front door situation.
Is there a doorbell? If yes, ring it.
If no, knock imperceptibly on it.
Say "trick or treat" before anyone answers the door.
Someone answers the door.
Mom says "trick or treat".
Homeowner holds out bowl of candy for her to choose.
Audrey is frozen, staring at the bowl, hypnotized by its contents. At every house, she is re-gobsmacked at her luck to find strangers handing out candy.
Mom: "C'mon, pick a piece already!"
She is frozen with indecision and passes over the choice chocolate bars for the worst piece of shit in the bowl like some petrified Jolly Rancher from the early 70's.
Mom is just glad that another house is done and dusted, when homeowners says, "Go ahead, take another one!"
Are you shitting me?
VARIATIONS / CURVEBALLS:
If a dog lunges at the storm door, fall ass-over-teakettle back down the steps and tear-ass out of there screaming all the way.
Pressing her nose against a screen door that opens outwards. Mom jacks her back by the fairy wings.
Stretching out for a spell on strangers' porch swings or yard furniture. Ahhhh...
|Hope everyone had a safe and happy Halloween!!|