The Threat of Werewolf

Gigi: Charlie, what are going to be for Halloween next year?

Charlie: Gigi, that’s ridiculous to ask me that. We just got through with Halloween THIS year.

Gigi: No! What will you be for NEXT year?!

Charlie: (sighing) I have no idea, okay?!

Gigi: One thing is….you shouldn’t be a werewolf. I HATE the werewolf. I HATE him!

Charlie: If I’m not a werewolf, I’m going to be something else just as scary. You’ll have to deal with it. Or be a baby.

(Long silence.)

Gigi: Mommy said she put your werewolf costume away. You can’t wear it or scare me with that stupid mask ever again!

Charlie: Whatever. (Indistinct muttering.) Besides, I’ll find it. Mom’s hiding places don’t work. I’ll find that mask, and when I do, the Teenage Werewolf will rise again. He’s coming for you!

Gigi: (running, screaming, panting) Awwwwwww! Momm–eeee! Werewolf! Werewolf!

(Sigh.)