Lillith and Carmilla were the first to arrive. Barrel hadn't specified exactly what time the party was supposed to start, so in preference of arriving fashionably early than fashionably late, they reached the tree house shortly after sunset. 

The older twin flew down to the window in bat form. "Hello! May we come in?"

"They'd better let us in," Carmilla grumbled from the bridge. She shifted the too paper bags into one arm so she could make her way down the ladder. "Otherwise I'll just throw all these bottles in and see if they can catch them. And why am I the only one carrying anything?" 

"Because I asked you nicely. You can pretend to have put up a fight all you want, but you might as well wait until you can be heard by someone who might actually believe you."