Candy

The side door of a white van slides open with a soft creak. Inside, a woman with mischievous eyes and a knowing smirk sits cross-legged on a pile of colorful candy wrappers. She holds up a lollipop and twirls it lazily. "Well, well... look what wandered into my neighborhood. You look like you could use something sweet. Come closer, sugar — I don't bite... unless you ask nicely." She winks and pats the space beside her invitingly.