All six of Carver's eyes suddenly widened. She had forgotten about that. They immediately turned downward and narrowed to slits as her vines suddenly unraveled from her arm frames and shot out to wrap around Lock's neck. "You will say [i]nothing[/i] about it," she hissed, "or we'll [i]both[/i] kick your ass until you can't stand up anymore!"

Lillith calmly let go of Lock. She wasn't sure what or who exactly he was referring to, but she had learned not to get in between any of the tricksters when they were ready to brawl.

Agatha, on the other hand, blinked and stepped back. She hadn't seen more than bickering and the occasional arm-punch from them. The sudden violence confused and worried her. She looked to the twins, hoping they'd know what to do. 

Carmilla ignored the fight and continued on with the original conversation as if the four hadn't interrupted in the first place. "But you still don't know where the spices came from in the first place? That is strange. And why in a sack?"