Everyone -- save a lucky few -- gets naked

"I don't care if it works for you," said Mina to the red-eyed gentleman. "I've been stripped of my clothes quite enough on this trip --"

"Then by now, you should be used to it,"said the red-eyed gentleman. "Anyway, I'm Count Dracula. I'm the Master of this Castle and frankly, I don't care what type of preference you have in regard to clothing. If all of you are smart, you should immediately start stripping. Because if I have to have my assistants start stripping you --"

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed Lucy Westenra. "You're saying we should all strip?"

"Of course I am!" cried the Count.

"Well, that doesn't sound fair," said Lucy. "Why don't you strip?"

"Because it's my castle!" cried the Count. "Now start getting naked."

"I will -- provided you make your red-haired assistant strip first," said Lucy. "There's just no way I'm taking my clothes off ahead of a mere servant."

"Well, lucky for me, you don't give the orders here," said Barbara.

"Yes, but I do, and I think the lady has a point," said the Count. "Strip, Barbara."

"But, Master!" cried Barbara.

"I gave you an order," said the Count. "Now strip! All of you."

Within an half-hour, the Count was the only person in the room with clothes on -- everyone else was naked.

Poor Barbara was made to gather up all the discarded clothes and place them in a huge pile in the center of the room -- after which she went to the dining table and got a lit candle.

"Do we really have to do this part?" asked Barbara.

"Of course we do," said the Count.

"Very well," said Barbara as she leaned over with the lit candle toward the pile of clothes.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mina walked up to the dining room door and opened it in time to see a young blonde girl standing in the doorway in front of a tall, green-skinned man.

"Hello," said the young blonde girl. "My name is Claudia. Can me and my friend come inside?"

At this point, Barbara stopped trying to light the candle to the discarded clothing and said, "Oh, no, you don't. You can't come inside here."

"Oh, yes, I can," said Claudia.

"Oh, no, you can't," said Barbara.

"Oh, yes, I can," said Claudia.

"Oh, no, you can't," said Barbara.

At this point, Claudia's green-skinned companion waved his hands and cried out, "Fire! Fire!"

Barbara looked down in time to see that the lit candle had indeed set off a fire. And as much as she tried to prevent it, the fire soon consumed the pile of clothes in the room and quickly reduced them to ashes.

At which point, Barbara looked up and cried out, "You idiot!"

But by then the two people in the doorway were gone, the Count was changing into a bat and one of the maids was picking up Jane's pointed stick and asking, "What does this do?"

Barbara was just wondering where she could find a spare box of clothes to change into when Sarah ran into the dining room and bumped into the maid with the pointed stick. Who naturally bumped into Barbara immediately after that.

And after that -- Barbara was no longer part of the story.