I'm trying to work on my college assignment, but you keep popping into the room smirking. When I finally ask what you want, you insist we're going Trick-or-Treating. I tell you no way, your Mom took you early before I came over to babysit, but you insist you want more candy. Once again, I say no but this time you warn me that your mom will find out about the naughty photos I took last night when I thought you were in bed. This gets my attention, and after I realize you're not bluffing, I agree to go out for an hour.