With Shock distracted by Sobki and the trickster boys both occupied with their respective girlfriends, Carmilla let down her guard a little and helped herself to a few snacks. She wrinkled her nose at the insinuation made by the uninvited guest. Not because he was wrong, but because he lacked the manners to realize he shouldn’t [i]say it[/i] in front of polite company. Or, well… company which included at least some polite people. The vampiress was pretty sure Shock couldn’t fit the description if her unlife depended on it, and the other tricksters were only slightly better.

Chad chugged some more of his beer, happy that his joke had gotten some laughs and completely unaware of the discomfort it had resulted in. He decided to take a moment to appreciate his surroundings -- namely, the girls he was pretty sure weren’t taken yet. Carmilla had more to look at, shape-wise, but Shock was clearly not shy about showing off and rocking her long legs in a much shorter skirt than the vampiress. He let his eyes wander up and down a bit while he drank.

Agatha beamed. She was finally getting the hang of communicating with her boyfriend on his level! She fell into step beside him and lightly rested a hand on Barrel’s elbow.