[ by the end of that long o, ginger had already begun to Assume Things about this man. but in just a single second, like the flip of a switch, he's brought crashing back to square one like he never even took a step past it.

damn, he almost feels a little guilty thinking pretty poorly of the guy. how can he be so bad, if he's even more clueless about the holiday than even ginger himself?? ]

Uh, no, I guess it could be?

[ he'll wave a hand to try and dispell any of the guy's nerves. honestly, they seem a little contagious. ]

It'd usually a night for candy and pranks, and pretending to be somebody else for the night. If it's all harmless fun, I think you're doing it right.