A gloved hand suddenly grabbed Alice by her left wrist and yanked her backward slightly. 

It was Aleera. She stood firmly in place and held Alice rather tightly with her right hand, a surprisingly iron grip that squeezed Alice's wrist like a python. From behind Aleera's mask, apair of glowing, crimson red eyes stared back at Alice. Two blood red, swirling orbs that burned within the eyeholes of the smiling white mask. 

"I would suggest," Aleera began, her low voice now gravely and threatening,"you watch your mouth [i]jeune garçon[/i]. No on speaks to me that way. Now why don't you go with me into the ladies room? You and I have something to discuss."

She stepped past Alice, her tight grip remained. Aleera suddenly stopped, noticing several people still casually looking at the two of them.
Aleera leaned in close to Alice's face and said quietly,"And if you dare scream or signal for help, [b]I'll pull your heart out right here[/b]."
Aleera's red eyes brightened for a split second, then began to fade away into the shadow of her mask.

"Goodness," Aleera then loudly stated,"let's go get you cleaned up, dear!"