"The werewolves where I'm from like to keep to themselves too," Jack would comment as he looked out over the surface of the water.

The way the orange torch light reflected off of it was such a nice end to the day. If he ever got back home, he would have to borrow this idea and share it. Everyone in Halloween Town together for a relaxing bath. Wouldn't that be nice!

He turns to face her and for a moment it almost seems as though he's staring--and he is a little. He's looking at her horns trying to understand exactly what she was. But his question wouldn't be that--it would be something more important. "Have you heard of Halloween?"

Never a day off the job for the Pumpkin King.