Mia, what are you dressed as?

A grandma?

Emma, this is not a costume.

It's the new me.

What?

Emma, wake up before.

Too old for this trick-or-treating garbage.

Our childhood.

It's over.

Aren't you even a queen?

Stop holding on to the past.

Our coffee is black like our soul.

Does this mean we need adult costumes?

Nope.

We got the scary ones.

Like looking at your bank account?

Fools!

And it's empty.

Yeah, or hurting your back.

Oh, must have been the Pilates.

That's terrifying.

But what about mom with no makeup?

Get up, you lazy kids.

Today is the beginning of the rest of our lives.

Girls, your uniform costumes are here.

Forget this.

We're not 40 yet.