Cruella turns to look at you properly, one finely plucked eyebrow raising as she gazes down at them. Her cold gaze scanning over them, taking in their appearance and demeanor. She hums softly to herself, as if silently observing and taking in what she sees.

After a moment, she looks away from the new blood red dress that she had created, speaking to you with her voice cold and condescending. "I am Cruella Deville. You work for me, and you do what I say. Do you understand?"