The Red Queen simply smirked and flattered herself a bit faster with the fan after his Lordship greeted her, keeping her composure if not widening her eyes a bit at the display of an E.T. 

She yawned. She had already met aliens eons ago during the the invasion of a Canadian village in which 2000 people disappeared overnight back in 1930, and before that during her vacation in the Bermuda Triangle in 1427. She had long overcome her amazement at the idea that other being exist. Hell, she became their temporary queen as well before she came back to earth. But, that's not one for the history books.

"Thralls," She chirped. her eyes half closed. "See to it my wardrobe is put away. I will retire shortly."

The hoardes of muscular and or attractive men (and petite women) began unloading the carriages, all filled with her luggage to be set up in her suite. Shoes, gowns, everything a queen could own for a long stay at a distant hotel. The handmaiden from before collected her key, not far back from her mistress's side. 

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She made her way towards the bar when she spotted the extraterrestrial and a changeling head that way, and call her curious, but she wouldn't mind knowing more about the aliens planet. Not to mention, changelings made for excellent company in her time. 

"I would certainly hope he has a name." She butted in to their conversation, smirking as she fanned herself. Behind her, her handmaiden curtsied to the two male beasts. "Afterall, if he doesn't it may be a problem. Not that extraterrestrials follow the same rules as demons, but, alas, names are very powerful things." She sat at the bar, crossed her ankles, and gently pressed her hand to her pristine white cheek, smiling like a cheshire cat at the two of them. 

"Bartender, One sidecar with a few drops of your blood, if you don't mind." Avalais eyes burned into the two men she spoke to, and did not look at the bartender as she ordered.