Pop-Pop: Oh, son of a bitch! Someone stole my pumpkin.
Adam: Pumpkin? You don't decorate for Halloween.
Pop-Pop: Halloween? No, I was waiting for it to ripen in this nice October air. That was my special soup pumpkin.
Adam: Soup pumpkin?
Pop-Pop: You're damn right. It was a rare albino gourd. That was weeks of soup.
Adam: What am I supposed to do about it?
Pop-Pop: You're gonna help me find the bastard who took it.
Adam: Or we go to the supermarket, and I'll buy you all the weird-colored vegetables your heart desires.
Pop-Pop: And let those bastards win? No way. We're gonna go right now. We're Halloweening.