“Oh, what are you doing out this far little Miss? We don’t get trick-or-treaters out here.”
Actually, unless you count that witch that had dropped by one year, they’d never gotten any to the Evil Lair. Still, Minion was always prepared.
“Just a moment!” he returned shortly with a tray of cookies, offering them to the girl, “And what are you tonight?”
“Oh, I came here from a different universe as well,” Minion told her brightly, “This city is potmarked with portals. Did you come through one of those?”
“Nope! I used my teleportation ring! Should I use it to get back ro my house?”
“Unless there’s an easier way to get you back home, let’s stick with how you got here.”