Paige frowned a little but let Diana head off alone to finished the clearing and setting up.  More than once Zen had accused her of being a mother-hen but she couldn't help it.  Someone had to look after her sister.  Hell, someone had to look after Zen sometimes for that matter.  Maybe it made her a little dull but Paige honestly didn't mind being the designated driver in life.<br/><br/>Once the guests started to arrive and she forced herself to push that thought down and look over the men as they entered.  Midnight was coming and she still needed to decide who she was going to lay claim to tonight.  But as always, none of the men seemed to really draw her.  Sure there were some hot guys here... and she was pretty sure that wasn't a sock in Robin Hood's tights... But looks never did it for her.  Zen called her picky but Paige just hadn't ever really seen the attraction of casual relationships and hadn't met anyone she wanted to have anything serious with yet.<br/><br/>Kurt watched Rebekah fasten the fanciful ribbon around her neck and reached out to tap the bell and make it jingle once she was done.  "You look absolutely breathtaking," he told her, "You're going to have every eye in the room once we're inside."  He started to lean in and try to kiss her, but she'd already waved him off once out of concern over her makeup so he stopped and offered her his arm instead.<br/><br/>"Yar," he chuckled, "Let's get to yonder party and shiver our timbers."  His own costume wasn't the work of art her's was, but it wasn't a quick online buy either.  He'd gotten her to add some frill to the dress shirt from his high school prom and he was wearing it open to show off his chest.  A pair of tight black jeans and motorcycle boots would serve well enough in the dimly lit house and he'd wrapped a bright red sash around his waist with a plastic pirate cutlass tucked in it and a matching bandanna to contain his hair which he'd left artfully unkempt.  A big fake gold loop in one ear (much different from the properly fashionable little diamond stud he normally wore there) and an old battered compass on a leather thong about his neck rounded things out.<br/><br/>A witch wearing nothing but lace with well-placed spiderweb patterns passed them, glancing over with a little frown at Rebekah before tossing her hair and heading on inside.  Kurt chuckled and drew his girl close but waited a moment.  "I guess she doesn't like being the second hottest one here tonight," he said with a wink before heading off to find the ballroom.