It's not Halloween without . . . . .

[Duchess]

He was scared shitless.

One doesn't forget shit like that so chances are, you did put him on the right path.

I grew up in small town USA, in a place where one could let their little kids walk to the corner store. I was very young and I stole root beer barrels from the store, the owners were lovely old people who often gave us kids treats. When my mom discovered what I had done she took me by the hand back to the store and I had to tell those generous old people what I had done. I have never forgotten the feeling of humiliation and I never again helped myself to something that belonged to someone else. I found out as an adult that my mom had called them first, she wanted to give them a heads up because she was concerned about them treating me kindly after I had been so bad. She wanted that to be a lesson I wouldn't soon forget.