Alecto didn't mind her mask, it was a pretty silver one engraved and with black onyx designs. No Death Eater had a cheap mask, that would be ridiculous. Majority of Death Eaters were filthy rich in their own right that nothing in their possession was cheap. Slipping her wand into a hidden sleeve within her glove, she nodded as she flexed her wrist checking the mobility.
"Well, let's see what is going on at his wand shop, see if we can figure out some information, perhaps pick up a few extra things." That mischievous smirk returned to her lips, as she gave a side glance to Rabastan. Perhaps he would catch on that things actually meant wands, and that those wands were not meant for them but rather tools to be used on Gregorovitch.