Halloween night I answered the door for all the trick-or-treaters dressed as a witch. Among the many kids who came to the door was a 7-year-old girl dressed as a "good witch." She was accompanied by five kids.
Me: (in my best crackly witchy voice) Welcome... welcome!
The kids: Trick-or-treat!
Me: Thank you for coming... I don't get many visitors...
The 7 year old girl: You look like a real witch.
Me: I am a real witch.
To which her eyes grew open like saucers and she took an ever-so-slight step back. It was obvious she believed me. I could just see the nightmare I was going to contribute to that night.
Me: (in my normal voice) I'm kidding sweetie. I'm not a witch.
She finally exhaled and a big smile came across her face.
Whew. That was a close one.