Lock tried to stand on his toes, but found himself lifted by Lillith.

"H-hey!" he cried. "Not in front of--!"

She was already kissing him. Shock and Barrel both burst out laughing, Barrel dropping him drumsticks and nearly falling out of his seat, with Shock clutching her sides at their brother's distinct misery. Lock reluctantly kissed Lillith back, trying his damnedest to fight the blood rushing to his face from his tall girlfriend having to pick him up like a child. He gave her a small smile when she pulled away, though there was a distinct gray tinge to his cheeks. The second she set him down, Lock turned to his siblings.

"Knock it off!" he screamed.

That only got Shock and Barrel to laugh even harder, with Barrel actually falling out of his seat that time, and only stopping when he hit the floor. Shock got control of herself a moment later, then brushed away some hair that fell into her face.

"Little lover boy need a little help?" she asked.

"Shut [i]up[/i]!"

Shock smirked and went back to testing the microphone. Barrel tried to find the drumsticks he dropped. Face still gray, Lock turned to Carmilla.

"If it's about the lead position, don't ask," he said.

Even if he had half a mind to give it to her for this session [i]just[/i] to piss off Shock.

Which actually gave him an idea...