@the_psyentist: "But of course, my apologies." The world around them shifting once again, the pair reappearing on a balcony at the Hellfire Club. "Feel free to keep the coat. Although I doubt you will require it, it is unusually warm here this time of year."
@the_psyentist: Considering they were for all intents and purposes in the Himalayas, after a wave of his hand and a few hushed words a white fur coat appeared out of thin air, the billionaire politely handing it to the White Queen. "It's purpose is whatever I chose for it to be, it's capable of just about anything. You did just transition from deep space to the Himalayan mountains minus the whole incinerated during re-entry business..." His tone was neither rude nor snobbish, he was simply telling the truth.
@the_psyentist: "No need for skepticism dear. I'm a man of my word." Smiling reassuringly as he lead her through the abyss, the world around them shifting to a monastery high atop a mountain in the Himalayas, the emptiness beneath their feet becoming a clearly ancient stone walkway.
@the_psyentist: "You might say I have an interest in the occult." Gesturing to the club behind them with his free hand, or at least where the club had been. The pair and the table they shared was now seemingly floating through space.
@the_psyentist: He held one hand apologetically. "Terribly sorry. The subject interests me greatly and I rarely get the chance to actually speak to one such as yourself Alexandra." Clearing his throat. "I'm afraid I do not, but I have... other skills..."