That must be strange, not knowing how to describe things.

[Which is, in and of itself, kind of a strange thing to say, but she reaches into the cup and retrieves a handful of candy corn for herself, taking the presentation as an offer regardless of whether it was one or not.

In the back of her mind, a notion twinges, something along the lines of Hansel and Gretel, don't take candy when you don't know what conditions come attached, but whatever. This stupid haunted house has been doing everything it can to make her as irrational as possible. She'll be irrational about this, why not.]

Hm. Well, it seems like we got the look of them pretty close, at least. Not that it's very hard, they're pretty distinctive.