‘Smoke Good,’ said Frankenstein when offered a pipe to enjoy.

‘Well Halloween is over but we did not get to have our costume party,’ Jane bemoaned.

‘How about tonight…it is a great and chilly fall night and we still have the costumes,’ said Billy B.

‘I wonder if we might get in a bit of trouble with a late Halloween Costume Party,’ Chet ruminated. ‘Everyone is thinking about Thanksgiving and Christmas and probably more about Christmas, he added.

‘I would like to dress as Jackie Kennedy and I have the hair for it,’ Neva J said. ‘I also have an identical outfit as she wore when she gave the White House tour to the press,’ she continued.

‘If you are going as Jackie I will dress as Jack Kennedy and we will make quite the couple, The Wiz added. ‘My goodness the Cuban Missle Crisis is over and we need to celebrate the victory, The Wiz grinned with an otherworldly gleam in his eyes.

The November 2nd Halloween Party was in full swing in the haunted house on Illinois Avenue. In attendance was President and Mrs. Kennedy as well as Premier Kruscheve and Fidel Castro and even Bozo The Clown was there with his big red nose and clown shoes.

‘I will take another helping of that wonderful punch,’ Neva J grinned. ‘I think it is spiked with vodka.

‘Vodka is mother’s milk to me…fill up my glass as I decide what to do with Kennedy’s ultimatum,’ said Kruscheve.

‘May I have this dance,’ Kruscheve said to Jackie. ‘You know I am unaccustomed to such beauty in Russia, he added through blurry eyes.

‘Well Mr. Premier…we beat you this time…no need to take off your shoe and beat it upon the table…we have averted Nuclear War,’ Kennedy said to Kruscheve.

‘Not so fast Mr. President…we are a proud people and we are bent on your destruction…never doubt our resolve…the only person that has stopped me is your lovely wife,’ Kruscheve said.

‘May I cut in,’ Kennedy said to Kruscheve. ‘I am somewhat jealous of my wife’s attention, he muttered.

A whistle could be heard outside the Victorian haunted house.

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‘I told Vice President Nixon that we would capture you without firing a shot…but I did not mention…bombs…’ Kruscheve said as he spun Jackie across the dance floor…