Halloween night. Standing in a friend's yard doing a living statue routine. Car pulls up in front of the house with driver and three young children: she's not local, scoping where to let her kids out to trick or treat. She stares at me. At the house. After about ten seconds, I raise my left hand and point at the house's front door. She starts, and exclaims "OH MY GOD IT'S ALIVE!" Then she apologizes to me for assuming I was a statue. I wave, her kids exit the car, go past me and back for their candy as I wave to them, all is well.