"Okay," said Eleanor, thrusting a bucket into Chidi's hands, "just knock on the door and yell trick or treat."
"Trick... or treat?" he repeated, slowly.
Chidi stared at her. "But do I choose trick, or do I choose treat?"
"No, no, you say trick or treat, and then they choose. It's a question."
"But is it moral for me to pose the question?"
"Dude, it's halloween, not an ethical dilemma."
"Everything's a dilemma!" Chidi moaned. "I'm getting a stomachache."
Eleanor patted him on the back. "Jeez, buddy. That isn't supposed to happen 'til you eat all the candy."