"We should go trick or treating," Bobby said, leaning against the couch in the rec room.
"Don't you think we're a little too old for that?" Kitty asked, glancing across at him.
"Probably," he shrugged. "But look at who you're talking to."
Hank chuckled. "A veritable point, my good sir."
"Or," Bobby grinned. "We could just play tricks on people here at the mansion. Person here at the mansion."
"Couple?" Kitty suggested, eyes twinkling.
Bobby nodded. "Myes."