"Ahh, my shark faced friend, I wouldn't expect you to understand." He said tucking the umbrella under his arm and wagging his finger in the air. "If my costume was any less audacious it would start looking too real, and if it starts looking too real it might [i]become[/i] too real. People could end up mistaking me for some sort of ghastly creature of the night."

He shook the packet until it was empty, crumpled it in his fist, and replaced it in his jacket pocket. He rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "Right, now I just have to wait for the sun to finish setting."