Carver bit back the urge to snark, "[i]Lately?[/i]" as it would most definitely ruin the trick. 'Corvin' wouldn't know to mock Lock on purpose, let alone that his height was a running joke. He had to play the first bit off as an honest mistake; continuing would just make things more difficult. Luckily, he didn't have time to figure out a proper Corvin-ly response.

The bell rang above the shop door. Carmilla gave Shock a none-too-gentle shove to get past to her sister. "Healing salve?" she sneered, seeing Shock's armload. "I think you're going to need more than that to fix [i]your[/i] issues."

Agnes sharply gestured for the vampiress to cut it out. "[i]Not[/i] in the shop, you two. Not after the last time, and [i]especially[/i] not with a newcomer still getting their bearings. It would be quite unfortunate if your behavior left a sour taste in his mouth and he didn't get the chance to learn the sort of bargains he can get here." She watched all the teenagers -- minus Lock, who was just outside her field of view -- with an impatient glint.

'Corvin' turned around and offered a hand to Carmilla. "Hello. It is, nice to meet, you."

Carmilla blinked in surprise, but took the hand offered. "Countess Carmilla," she introduced herself. "It's... a pleasure. When did you arrive, exactly? I'm surprised the Pumpkin King isn't here making the introductions. We vampires serve directly under him, you know."