As Ambrosia entered, she was greeted first by the man of Draconian descent, who she surmised was a member of the staff. She could tell that he already wasn't her biggest fan, as his attitude seemed to shift with her arrival and his greeting had an air of theatrics to it. She had yet to do more than arrive and greet him, thus she deduced that it was likely not because of anything she had done, but perhaps who she was. Unlike the other guests, she had arrived by a different door, using her own power. Was this, perhaps, what caused his suspicion, or dislike of her? Because she had the power to do such? Did he, perhaps, dislike people with such powers? She wasn't entirely certain, but she thought this was likely the case. She filed this away for later, but for the moment, she would do what she could to ensure that she gave him no real reason to dislike her as a person. "I hope we will," she replied pleasantly, a smile lingering on her lips.<br/><br/>Next was a woman who appeared to be in her twenties and not entirely human. She seemed rather quiet and introverted, the type who might seem naive and trusting. Yet the woman, too, seemed to distrust her, although what reason she had, Rose could not deduce, as she was quite certain she had done nothing to warrant such suspicion from the woman. She had been perfectly pleasant, introducing herself to the others out of a true desire to make their acquaintance, as she cared little for niceties such as politeness. She had every reason in the world to desire to make acquaintances out of those present. If nothing else, it was quite impossible to use someone who neither knows you or is known by you. That itself was reason enough, although there was more to it than that, whether or not she would admit to such.<br/><br/>Either way, it hardly mattered what the woman thought. Her thoughts were her own and they were of no consequence to Rose, so she returned the smile of the woman with a more pleasant and friendly smile than she had received, and then turned her attention to Felix, who had begun to speak. With a clap of his hands, he introduced them to a line of robed mannequins, which approached them. Each was different, perfectly copying the body of a specific guest and wearing a crimson robe fitted for them. The mannequins posed and showed off their attire as Felix explained things to them.<br/><br/>There were to follow their personal mannequin to their room, change into the robe, and then follow the mannequin to the grand ballroom, where they would be introduced to Madame Ruse. Now that, she thought, was actually interesting. She was quite curious to meet this dimensional lord. And with that in mind, she glanced around the room, her eyes instantly landing on the one that she thought was hers. She crossed the room to the mannequin, finding that it did, indeed, bear her name. "Fabulous," she said to herself as she examined it, and then followed it out of the room, away from the other guests, towards the room in which she would be staying.<br/><br/>She was led to a room and she quickly took a look around, deciding that it was up to her standards, with quality furniture, tasteful decor, and a suitable amount of space. It would do nicely. Excellent. With that quick survey out of the way, she retrieved the robe and changed into it, finding that it fit perfectly, and the material was high quality, which suited her nicely.<br/><br/>She then approached the mannequin, "Well, then. Let's get this party started, shall we, Mannie?" she smiled lightly as she followed the mannequin to the grand ballroom, where she would take her seat and wait for the show to begin. And a show, she expected, it would be.