Richter opens the door with a grin that stays half-painted on as he observes the group. Maybe... maybe they just read too much Twilight.

Regardless of the oddness in their appearances, his smile soon regains its full force. "Well, well. Comedy, Tragedy, and Morbidity, huh?" Life has all three, if it's a full one. He reaches into the metal bowl he holds and drops a few pieces of candy into each "child"'s bag.

He almost doesn't want to ask. But he does. "Why the sparkles?"