You yawn and pull open the door. Whoever it is, it better be important. On your doorstep is a strange looking person in a purple tuxedo, carrying a large tray of cookies. Their snazy suit is spotless, and the cookies look good. But then again, now isn't really a desireable time for door-to-door salespeople.
says the cheerful purple-dressed salesperson.
They give a large hearty smile, but in an unsettling way.