Sobki laughed at Carver's shot about the redneck zombies, but then immediately pulled his hand up to the front of his snout to hold back further laughter. While it was funny, it was also pretty mean. Barrel, however, had no such qualms.

"Even [i]I'm[/i] not that dumb!"

He grinned at Agatha.

"Thanks!"

Grateful for the distraction from Carver's joke, Sobki tried one as well. It went down his crocodile jaws in one bite, though he let it slide along his tongue as he tilted his head back to swallow it.

"Oh, that really melts in your mouth!" he said. "And the flavor bursts like a mushroom spore."

Sobki grabbed another one to enjoy.

Lock rolled his eyes.

"I picked you because you can sing," he said. "Happy?"

Shock ignored their bickering and Chad's failure to sink his crushed beer can into the trash. She returned Carmilla's glare, then just waited patiently with a new beer for Chad and a sweet smile on her face.

Lock danced around Lillith in accompaniment. His tail brushed against her legs as he slid behind her. He snickered at Chad.

"Hopefully in a hearse," he said, in regards to "going on".

Lock took Lillith's hand to kiss as they finished their dance, and gently tugged her arm so he could kiss her cheek. He saw Carver's tapping in the corner of his eye and tapped a response with his tail while he asked Lillith if she wanted anything from the snack table while he was heading over there.

[i]And waste my tolerance on[/i] that [i]garbage? Make Barrel do it[/i].

One of Shock's eyes twitched at Chad's singing. Having been visiting the mortal realm for over a century, she had some knowledge of its more popular music. And Lock's band - and her singing - were [i]nothing[/i] like Linkin Park. Still, she kept a genteel expression and her tone dripping with sugary sweetness.

"I got you another beer," she said, "so I dare you to try a poison puff."