Becky: What are you supposed to be?
[Ghost Face looks at her.]
I’m Florence Nightingale. Aren’t you supposed to trick me, or something?
[Ghost Face waves knife and proceeds to stab her in the breast. It’s a fake knife. She laughs.]
Becky: Careful, paid a lot for these bad boys.
Kid: Haha, trick or treat.
Becky: Happy Halloween, punk.