'Alice Brown, Madam Harpy, Whip of Succubi.' Broad smile. The Daeva elegantly extends her hand, obviously not because she wants to shake his. She looks at the man from top to toe, not having the urge to kill him helps with doing that in a relaxed manner.
Quite the rough looks.
Result: 'A pleasure to meet you Mr. Kingsley. I am doing quite well, thank you. I hope the same can be said for you?' She looks at the man, but also tries to catch a glimpse of her surroundings every now and then. Thing are happening in Court, and she it the Harpy.
Just wondering, why are those two guys hitting themselves on their face?