"Of course, though I imagine you will be fine. After all, you won't be sneaking around, acting conspicuously inconspicuous, or even just normally wandering about like anyone else. You're trying to get noticed, so it's unlikely they'll bother you."<br/><br/>There is the flash of multicoloured light out the door, paired with a quiet popping noise, and it begins. At first, there are just a few in the street who pay attention to Alaedra - including Vicky, who had just arrived, with new trousers. She smiles and gives a quick salute-type wave to the drow, watching as she ascends the stairs.<br/><br/>Surronded by heat from the walls and rails, it is fortunate that Alaedra is wearing so little, as it helps her to keep from overheating. The city really is quite oppressive and stifling in many ways, but she manages. Soon, more and more people - mortals and fiends - are looking up at her. A few even enter the store, interested.<br/><br/>By the time she arrives back, there are several gathered around, a few browsing the items on display and others discussing ideas for what they would like to wear. One of the scorpion-tailed bone devils from before is talking to Surtur, then walks up to Alaedra.<br/><br/>"Good day, visitor. We have been made aware of your status here, enjoy your stay."<br/><br/>It then strolls out the door.<br/><br/>The podium is a mere circular platform, one that used to have a statue upon it, and is slowly rotating.<br/><br/>"Now don't you worry, the Medusa what done them isn't here now, so even if I did want to just turn you to stone, I can't. My tricks lie only in making stuff. Just step on up."