The blue-haired maid tilted her head, peering at the one who so rudely interrupted the vacuuming that must never end. Well, this one wasn't wearing the proper dress. Kind enough to not dust up the floors by floating, but in all other respects, she bore the look of an intruder. And there's only one thing to do with trash that would dirty Lord Dracula's magnificent castle: dispose of them.

She performed a little curtsy, then ninja-flipped a few feet away, a burst of knives exploding from her thigh as she did so. She took a karate stance, then slowly edged toward Koishi, tensing her leg muscles for a front kick. The maid above them had noticed the going's on too, and pointed her vacuum at Koishi, using its demonic gust to both absorb her life energy, stun her in place, and take her hat, as well as any other clothes she hadn't securely fastened.

To Koishi's dismay, the only refreshments they had on hand were knuckle sandwiches. And buckets of pudding, but that was a fairly low drop chance.