"Why are we here?" Barry asked, standing by the pumpkin field at night.
"To steal some pumpkins, of course," Leonard nodded, and Barry laughed. Len was wearing a pumpkin mask on his head at that moment. And since Barry had the same one, Leonard joined in the fun.
"Are you serious?" Barry said, after he had finished laughing. "Why?"
"All for the sake of adventure, babe," Len chuckled. "Before we hide from everyone at home, watching your favorite horror movies, it will be useful to get some adrenaline in the blood. And I'm still a thief, my soul longs for crimes!"
"Fine. But why pumpkins?" Barry tapped his mask lightly with his finger.
"For entourage. Just imagine if someone suddenly notices us, we quickly grab the nearest pumpkins with a shout: “Brothers, we have come to give you freedom!” and then quickly dump before the dogs are let loose on us or a shotgun is fired from fright."
Barry chuckled softly again as soon as he imagined such a scene.
"Oh, you are inimitable, Len!"
"Yea," Leonard grinned, pleased with himself, and then took Barry by the hand and gently led him towards the pumpkin field. "Now be quiet, baby, and try to find the most beautiful pumpkins."