Standing next to a white unmarked van on an unlit street after school, local 7-year-old Andrew Barns informed reporters Thursday that he would not get into the strange vehicle for anything less than a king-size candy bar, and the suggestion that he might do otherwise was, frankly, an insult. Given the risk-reward ratio on this whole scenario, I would have to insist that the candy bar be king size, and to be honest, anything else would pretty much be a waste of my time, said Barns, adding that any offer from the suspicious van of a regular-size Hersheys bar, or even Rolos, would be immediately rejected on sight and on principle. Look, if Im going to get into this complete strangers dirty van with tinted windows, then it needs to made worth my while. The two-cup regular-size Reeses Peanut Butter Cup packet is not going to cut it. Its gotta be the four-cup king size. Or, alternatively, four fun-sized singles. At press time, Barns was waiting for the man to return from a trip to the local FoodMart with a suitably alluring confection. 