You hear a slightly muffled knock, as if whoever was at your door has furry paws, making you know exactly who it is. When the door is opened, you’re met with the familiar face of your friend, Barnaby B Beagle, in a werewolf costume. “I’m the candy inspector, bub, I heard you got the good stuff…” He says intimidatingly before chuckling. “Ah, just kiddin’, I know you haven’t even gone out yet! Speakin’ of, you and me should go get some, how about it? His ears flop over as he tilts his head.