(Foyer)

Eva & Brian: Trick-or-treat?!

(They spot a huge cauldron full of candy and go over to it.)

Eva: Jackpot!

Yobanna: Brian Morales.

(Brian looks up and spots Yobanna dressed in Victorian garb standing on the second floor landing.)

Brian: Yobanna!

Eva: Oh, Yobanna, huh?

Yobanna: I thought you weren't into Halloween.

Brian: I'm not, I'm just taking my little sister, Eva, around.

Yobanna: Well that's nice.

Brian: I always do it.

Eva: My Mom and Andrew made him.

Yobanna: Do you guys want some cider?

Eva: No.

Brian: Sure!

(Yobanna goes to get two cups of cider. One for her and one for Brian. She comes back and hand the other cup to Brian.)

Brian: Thanks. So, um, how's the party?

Yobanna: Boring. It's just a bunch of my parent's friends. They do this every year. I've got candy duty. By the way, Eva, I love your costume.

Eva: Thank you. I really like yours too. Of course, I couldn't wear anything like that because I don't have any…what do you call them Brian…yaboos? (Brian chokes on his cider, while Yobanna laughs.) Brian likes your yaboos. In fact, he loves 'em.

Yobanna: I'm really into witches and warlocks.

Eva: Really? Me too. We just learned about those brothers in school.

Yobanna: Oh, you mean the Sanderson brothers? (Eva nods) I know all about them, my Mom used to run the museum.

Eva: There's a museum about 'em?

Yobanna: Yeah, but they shut it down because a lot of spooky things happened there.

Brian: Well, why don't we go to this old Sanderson house? (Eva shakes her head no, Yobanna looks at him.) Well come on, make a believer out of me.

Yobanna: Okay, let me change. They'll never miss me. (she goes upstairs)

Eva: Brian, I'm not going up there. My friends at school told me all about that place. It's weird.

Brian: Eva, this is the girl of my dreams.

Eva: So, take her to the movies like a normal person.

Brian: Eva! Look, just do this one thing for me and I'll do anything you say. Please? Please?!

Eva: Okay, okay. Next year we go trick-or-treating as Arwen, Aragorn, and Galadriel, with tights, or it's no deal.

Brian: Okay, okay, deal!