Deep in the bowels of one of Spider's warehouses, he gripped the neck of a warehouse worker. "So tell me something. When the rule 'no stealing' was explained to you, which part did you not understand?" The worker struggled against Spider's grip. "I—I didn't steal the candy!" "You know what's worse than stealing from me? Lying to me about it!" Spider snarled. "I'll have you—" He stopped suddenly, sniffing the air, and immediately dropped the worker as his gag reflex kicked in. "What's that smell?!" He looked up, only to see a barrage of brightly colored foam and rancid pumpkin rain down on his head.