"That just means I would have to work hard to empty it during the course of the night. To make room for more, of course." Richard winked and put the hat back where he had found it. "But I think I'd get some pretty funny looks if I tried to go trick-or-treating. Maybe it's better off here."
Instead, he picked up a fedora and perched it on his head at such an angle that it covered one eye. He cleared his throat, slumped a bit, and said in his best Marlon Brando (which he knew was pretty bad), "So mebbe I sez to 'dem, I sez dat either they gives me the candy or I makes them an offer they can't refuse." Dropping the accent and lifting the hat from his eye, he clarified, "You know, that they give me candy, even though I'm a fully grown man at their front door."