Like others, Gretchen was already sporting one of the T-shirts. And though it wasn't terribly feminine, she didn't complain and merely made up for it by styling her hair up in an elegant bun.

With a bright smile on her lips, the young woman stepped up to the check in just as Alexander allowed himself in. "Gretchen Montasio," She spoke up in a clear, light voice. "Also assisting with party things." And speaking of which, was Ren already inside?