There was no party like a trickster party, either, which Chad would learn by the end of the night. Barrel frowned at the box of Bludlite and kicked it under the snack table in disgust. He worked hard on those snacks, his siblings went through a lot of effort and bargaining to get the [i]good stuff[/i] to complement them, and their other guests put thought and effort into what they brought. This was even more insulting than crashing the party, in his opinion. Lock gently nuzzled against Lillith's hip in assurance. He and Shock both sniggered at Carmilla chugging down her wine before pulling up their composure again. Shock picked up on her youngest brother's bad mood and decided to help alleviate it. "Barrel," she said, as she swirled her glass, "my drink's a little off. I think I need to [i]add[/i]...er, a little [i]pep[/i] to it." Barrel looked over at his older sister. It took a moment for him to catch on, but when he did, he grinned. "I'm sure we've got some left," he said, then ran for the kitchen. "Be right back!" Shock smiled sweetly. "Such a good little brother!" She let Chad move around the room, but kept a sharp eye on him. Sobki debated on whether or not he should step in, but decided against it. One, they were in the tricksters' lair. Whatever they had planned, they'd retaliate if he ruined it, and that went double for being on their turf. Two, despite his talks with Chad after Carmilla nearly killed him, they didn't seem to stick. Three, Chad kind of deserved it for not only crashing their party, but insulting them as hosts by insinuating it could only be great with his presence. Sobki wandered over to Agatha to keep her company for the moment. Chad was on his own. Lock waited for Lillith to finish her punch and was about to ask her to dance...when Chad commented on the music. He glared at Chad, but with a smirk. His smirk widened as he saw Shock just behind Chad...and with her grip threatening to shatter the glass in her hand. "It's The Devil's Pitchfork," he said coldly. "And it just [i]happens[/i] to be my band." Lock's tail flicked in excitement. He wanted to see if Chad would dig that hole even deeper. While she waited for Barrel to locate the adder pepper juice from wherever he hid it, Shock calmly strode up to Chad, mostly because she was damn sure he was too full of himself to remember she'd asked Barrel to bring her something - and to ensure he forgot on the off-chance he did. "So, new guy," she said, with a voice dripping with sweetness. She batted her eyelashes a few times to feign both interest and airheadedness. "[i]Chud[/i], was it?" Barrel returned from the kitchen a moment later. Shock caught his eye and put an expectant hand behind her back. Barrel made sure to walk behind her and Chad, and calmly dropped the bottle in her hand, before he went over to the snack table to join Agatha, Carver, and Sobki - and also to make sure Carver didn't take all the popcorn. Behind her back, Shock held the little bottle in three fingers, then used her thumb and forefinger to slowly work off the cap. Lock tried to gently encourage Lillith to dance with him so the rest of the room didn't suddenly feel too awkward. Barrel, for his part, struck up a conversation with Agatha and Sobki, but kept Chad in the corner of his eye. "Have you guys tried the poison puffs yet?" he asked. "They're to [i]die[/i] for!"