Some things must not be trifled with. Such as my desserts. I’m okay with you having some of my cookies — you can eat my Halloween candy, but my cake? No. Never the cake.
How do you contribute to the party? Are you the drinks master, the snack buyer, or are you the thief in the night that steals whatever isn’t nailed to the floor? And how do you feel about yourself if you are that thief? Pirate, well, Pirate’s unrepentant. But she should feel guilty!
Every action has a consequence. Sometimes we forget that, but there are lines that must not be crossed. Like stealing cookies from the cookie jar. That’s a death sentence.