Take on the b.a. Sweet candy company guy

Travel to some random Midwestern airport and you may see a sign of some dumpy looking balding man with clothes which are two sizes too large in his late fifties holding a gigantic lollipop and asking you to follow him to his special place. Maybe I am just a cynical New Yorker but nothing screams child molester more yet somehow some genius in marketing through that this made sense.
Not only do I not want my kids to follow Mr Sweetie, I want the FBI following him.