He hummed and said, "I've got my costume since it's Enigma's black cloak and then I just carve a pumpkin, thin it out and wear it on my head. My mom is gonna pain the face after we carve it out." He grinned as he had gone as the headless horsemen for many years it was his favorite and people expected it out of him at this point. When she said normal dreams he asked what she dreamed about it was a fascinating subject and he said,<br/>"I had a dream the other night that I still remember, it was a little shadow kinda like Lydie but not the happy sweet kind. It was a little demon it flew and everytime I went near it, it sent me back to the start of the dream. It was weird walking down that driveway I still look up in that grove of trees by the front lawn." He told her as he gave a little shudder,<br/><br/>When she got the mash potatoes all done he gave her the thumbs up and personally was going to add a dash of mustard to it to give it a nice whip and the vinegar helped keep them moist for longer. Since the roast was gonna take a bit he figured that was going to be important, "Nice now we can have these too." He revealed a tray of dinner rolls but they weren't sourdough they were cracked wheat rolls fresh from the Glendale baker from yesterday and still kept well in the cheese cloth.