“Oh, my god! I love CaseyCooks.com!” the woman that had tossed two regular size candy bars in their bucket gushed as she pressed one hand against her chest and with the other, she blindly reached into the large bucket overflowing with regular sized candy bars, grabbed three Reese’s Peanut Butter cup bars and tossed them in their bucket.
“She’s my aunt,” Sebastian said smoothly with a sweet smile that somehow earned him four more candy bars.
She wasn’t sure how he was doing it, but since they’d arrived at this Halloween utopia where no one gave away anything smaller than a regular sized candy bar, packaged gourmet caramel apples, and five-dollar gift cards to McDonalds, people had taken one look at his CaseyCooks.com apron and tripled their treats with a smile only to double that when he laid on the charm. He gushed about her mom, telling them how wonderful she was, how sweet she was, borrowed Uncle Jason’s phone and showed them the pictures of the twins, and they couldn’t throw candy, apples, and gift cards at them fast enough.