Harrow tosses his head back and laughs at the van comment, then in an instant he becomes stone-cold serious and stares blankly at Josh. "I can't drive," he deadpans.

Then his attention is back on the candy again and ~somehow~ his open palm with the candy in the center is getting closer and closer to Josh. Eat it out of his palm like a friggin horse, kid.

"Not magical and not fun. Eat the candy, Josh. Josh, I dare you." He clears his throat and opens his mouth, and when he speaks next he doesn't have to move his lips; only the ghostly echo of his voice remains and dares Josh in a tinny, haunted way, "E A T   T H E   C A N D Y,   J O S H."