(assuming since Cece has returned from the dark abyss of not-here-ness that this thread is open domain again)
Now talk about being late to the party, but as all of these are going on our good pal Carmilla comes down the street. Under most normal circumstances a "is ing booth" wouldn't catch her attention. But seeing the varied and strange goings on, she decides to stop and poke the nearest person not freaking out on the shoulder.