Carmilla harrumphed. "Don't I know it. And Lil, you [i]better[/i] make this worth my while, later." She didn't wait for a response before turning into a bat, flying past Lock and out the window. Lillith likewise changed form, but only flew far enough to latch onto her boyfriend's tail. She hung on while he climbed, and gave him a rather less gentle bite as soon as they were out of Barrel's line of sight.

The lop edge of Carver's mouth curled up in a humorous imitation of Dr. Finklestein's trademark sneer. "I said [i]down[/i]," she pointed out.

She dusted herself off and headed toward the ladder. "I'm gonna go let Shock bitch in my direction. You can keep playing around with your drums for a while to avoid that, if you like, but I think dinner's gonna be on you later."