Wary of the carefree, wolf child running around the lobby, Snow instanteously lifted the creature into the air by the collar of their shirt, preventing an unforunate mishap with a distracted zombie struggling with a guests belongings. Not bothering to turn her head in the slightest, Snow's harsh gaze stared down at the wolf child from the corner of her eyes. Shafts of moonlight that spilled into the lobby cast a cold glint over her eyes. "Be careful," she said, tone unwavering and dull. The startled wolf child nodded apologetically, before scampering up the stairs, with dampened sock in mouth.
Redirecting her emotionless gaze towards the vampiress, Snow returned her attention to the matter at hand, if it even slipped her mind at all. "Yes, Miss." Although Snow knew the vampiress' name, she concluded it would be impolite and unproffessional to address her, without her even exchanging her name yet. Snow gave a small nod, in the direction of the reception desk. Despite the large, bustling crowd of creatures clamoring about, one could barely make out the occassionaly flash of orange belonging to the vampiress' driver. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have matters to tend to." Giving a humble bow, Snow left the vampiress, without any further exchange of words.
Upon reaching the kitchen, Snow was greeted with the aroma of savory herbs and spices, along with the nauseating stench of questionable ingredients. Although many creatures happily embraced such scents, Snow---a flightless angel---was still somewhat human. Her expression remained blank however, as she approached several monsturous chefs. Immediately, the chefs ceased cooking, in Snow's presence, respecting her position as head maid. "Dinner must be served promptly at 21:00 (9:00PM). Guests may dine in the grand dining hall or in their rooms if requested. It is currently 20:45 (8:45PM). Please resume working." All chefs nodded in sync and continued preparing elaborate dishes specific for every species present.