Stranger Danger or Maybe Not

It was a cold, blustery afternoon but my 2 grandkids insisted on going to the nearby park. I finally agreed with them alternately running and walking while chatting and me, driving in the car. We three neared the same intersection and I rolled my window down and said 'hey, little boy. Would you like to help me find my lost puppy?' E, with an impish grin on his face said 'maybe. What kind of puppy?' M., his sister, promptly leaned forward, leered and said 'so what kind of candy do you have?' We all laughed and continued our journey to the park. But this encounter concerned me, first because I made joke of it, and second because the kids had obviously been well schooled on Stranger Danger and also thought it was funny. Or maybe laughing was a release for the tension and fear that Stranger Danger provokes. My heart goes out to the families who have lost their children and have yet to find them.