The young man who appeared out of the fog was a delightful surprise and Morticia turned and smiled as he approached, trailed skirt twisting to follow behind her.

"Why hello there." She was completely at home with the idea of someone appearing out of nowhere, and there was warmth in ger gaze as she gestured around the station. "Would you know where I might find a payphone? Or perhaps a library or public building where I could borrow one? I need to let my husband know I am going to be late." She considered his crown and clothing and then gave a tiny curtsy. "Your highness?"

It wouldn't do to be impolite, after all.