Alice nearly fainted in bliss at the sight of lovely glamour and elegance that she had missed so much since that fateful night. It wasn't that she wasn't grateful for Liza's aid, she was!, but the tiny tailor enjoyed the elegance of life. The flow of the dance, the chatter as she pinned someone's dress in place as gossip was passed between two people. Often times Alice found tidbits she could use to tailor the dress and make it even more suited to the customer in subtle ways. It was a game to Alice and she enjoyed it like nothing else. Her emerald eyes bright as she gazed at the different styles and masks. They were memorizing! Absently she handed her ticket to the staff. Her mind elsewhere.

Her body however gave a involuntary wince at the monkey masked man. The mask was not fitting, she thought, but who was she judge? It was his choice to dress as he would. Though she would give the credit due to wearing a decent blue suit. The red woman, a classic as far as Alice could judge. Her elegance and her smile matched in such a way that it was a professional job that made Alice sniff slightly. She would have made a better dress, the tailor assured herself. Envy welling inside her as she fought back the urge to scamper away and make a better ensemble than that outfit! The white and gold cat masked woman was too elegant and Alice almost sighed in another wave of envy. She really wished she had her sketch pad with her and a shop full of materials at her beck once more! But as her eyes turned to the black skull, she gave it an absent thought that it was a daring look. Terrifying yet most likely a perfect gentleman that simply was pulling a few legs with this masquerade style. Looping her arm in Dalton's the tiny vampiress smiled at the mans she was going to set Liza up with some day. "Thank you, again, by the way."