She hummed sympathetically, yes, yes, maybe you're mad here, darling, shall we fetch the good doctor? But it was alright. Quite easy to mistake Regina for an Evil Queen. They both dressed fabulously and to emphasize proper décolletage, the similarities were astounding.
"Maybe we can be friends." A bright smile was tossed his way, enough to inspire cavities. Yes, cozying up to the demoness and her talons, that was always a wise move. "But anyway...if you really came to see her..."
And didn't come to shoot the shit with a fellow dreamwalker, "...she's in room 405, but she might have left for the day already. Want me to walk you there?" From the way she slid off the desk, it seemed she was ready to anyway.