"No."
"Why not?"
"Absolutely not Brenda."
"But Sharon!"
"Brenda, there aren't many children in my building. And I am not driving you to the hospital because you ate yourself into a diabetic coma."
"Fine!" Brenda stomped away, hauling the party-sized bag of candy over her shoulder. Sharon shook her head and continued to push the cart down the aisle. She should have known better than to bring Brenda to Costco right before Halloween.