Shock smirked, took one more drag, then gave Carver the cigarette with the indication she was done with it. She then ran her fingers over the spikes on her collar, liking the feel of the points against her gloves. She'd stolen it from Lock a while back, and wore it like a trophy. That he hadn't been able to reclaim it said all it needed to.

"Enough to buy a vineyard," Shock replied.

She smoothed down her skirt and leaned against the wall. Her last dress had torn beyond repair after a prank gone wrong. As an easy solution to salvage most of it, Sally simply made it into two pieces: a crop top, which covered what it needed to, but exposed her stomach, and a miniskirt she often wore with a belt. The skirt had a torn slit up the left side thanks to her rough and tumble lifestyle, revealing her dark leggings and thigh-high boots underneath. The top was torn across the chest as well, something she took advantage of on jaunts in the Human World, but in Halloween Town, just considered part of her look. A pair of black opera gloves that had seen better days overlapped her sleeves.

Shock locked her gaze with the Wolfman as he passed by with a snarl, though it could have simply been his usual expression. She was used to other Halloween Town citizens keeping their eyes on her, given her reputation.

"Like she'll tell [i]me[/i] anything," she pointed out. "But...[i]Lock[/i] using his charm on Lillith hasn't amounted to anything yet."

The little bell above the shop rang as the vampire twins finally rejoined them. Shock observed them only for a second to pick out Carmilla. Then again, even without the usual tells that gave each twin away, the one holding the little shopping bag marked her easily.

"Got your oil for your squeaky wheel?" she asked.