Alice flinched as the revealed Liam's hand tightened on hers. For all she was also a vampire, no thanks to him, she wasn't immune to the bone crushing strength they shared. Baring her teeth in what would be seen as a sweet smile, Alice purred in a velvet tone of womanly scorn at the now clued in Liam. "Me. Please to see you again, Mister." Alice replied as she tugged at her imprisoned hand. Tactful as ever, Alice avoided using his name. Not wanting to risk being ousted.

Unaware her own eyes were gleaming red with their fury, Alice stepped closer to the vampire that turned her. Her hand wrapping about his waist in almost a hug. If it weren't for the anger in her stiffened spine, it would seem friendly. "You owe me my shop." The tailor growled at Liam. "You took my life's work from me and I want it back!" The woman half pulled, half pushed Liam towards the balcony. "But let's discuss this outside. Before I tap dance on your toes some more!" The tailor snapped in a no nonsense tone.