This is the card my mom gave me for Halloween:
I’m ever hopeful tonight there will be a knock on my door and these trick or treaters will be there:
Damon: Give us candy. Now.
Stefan: What my brother meant to say was Trick or Treat
Damon: Ugh. This is boring me. Do you have candy or not?
Me: Um. Sorry – but – no
Damon: (Irritated sigh) Well now I have to kill you
Stefan: How about blood bags? Do you have those? Maybe a bunny?
Me: Um. No. I have a neck! I can cut my palm!
Damon: Sold. Now let us in
Stefan: He meant to say ‘please’