Pushes the others aside to get to the door first.
Will only eat the finest of Swiss chocolates.
Goes around the neighbourhood once, changes costumes and goes around again.
Stays at home and gives candy to the other trick-or-treaters.
Plans their costume for months, then won’t go out because someone else had the same idea.
Wears a neatly-pressed suit and tells everyone they’re a bookkeeper.
Is still standing in front of the closet trying to decide on a costume.
Isn’t in it for the candy.
Will manage to wander to the next town.
Makes a list of all the houses that give good candy and the optimal route to take.
Builds their costume out of spare flashlights and spends all night tinkering when it shorts.
Skips the whole thing to compose poetry to the Moon.