Somewhere outside, Alastor sneezes. But he doesn't think much of it. Really, he's kind of distracted. Dante's back. That means it's time to face the music, as much as he's not looking forward to it. He pauses for a moment with his hand on the door, not paying attention to what's on the other side of the window, before pushing it open.

And then he stops, just a step into the shop, dark grey eyes wide as he looks at Lady.

"Oh...uh...I'll...um, come back later."

And then he starts to back out of the door.