The Halloween Grinch

People who know me often remark on my wide grin or loud and high laugh. Yet what they don't know is that I'm a bit of a Halloween Grinch. Maybe it's from my non-existent trick-or-treating experiences as a child (try convincing an Asian mom to let her daughter risk getting kidnapped at night getting (possibly poisonous) candy from strangers). But nowadays, I don't like the people ringing my doorbell the whole night. The knocking and ringing bell interrupts me in the midst of my outlining, and gives me no peace. Plus, it's not like they're cute or anything. So many are big high schoolers or grown-ups who have just so-so costumes, some don't even bother to dress up. And you expect me to give you candy? I admit my grinchness. Don't bother me, I'm trying to remember the MPC categories of mens rea.