Picture the scene: my fiancé is brushing his teeth in the bathroom, minding his own business. When he bends over to spit the toothpaste into the sink and stands up straight, he sees the reflection of a white masked face standing behind him holding a rolling pin. Understandably, he jumps out of his skin and yells at me whilst showering me in toothpaste, saying he thought that Michael Myers had come to bash his head in (how was I to know he watched Halloween the night before?)