Having tilted her head upwards in order to match Eartha Brute's eyes, the Countess grinned before responding, "Gold, with uncharacteristically green turquoise," at this moment it was not certain if Adrianna was speaking of the Band of Flight or the Amazon's tresses, "I was told the organisation's best muscle was to be my aide, yet I did not expect them to be so... elaborate." With much care, she extracted a pair of Chantilly lace gloves from her clutch and rolled them onto her hands. Her Valet, taking that signal, left the hotel's halls. Efficiently and discreetly he cut the electrical power which fed the party. "My thanks," Adrianna whispered to her partner in crime, and with her laced hands retrieved the access tool. Using a move that would seem uncommon for a lady, if one did not know of her history as a big game huntress, Contessa shattered the thick glass. She worked dexterously to retrieve the Band of Flight from amongst the shards, barely having time to admire her prize before slipping the object around her own wrist.