Magic flames swept over Chrysalis's body as she donned her previous disguise once more, then she stepped out of room eight-thirteen and gave a look around. "Are you coming?" she asked, turning her head back to the pony still inside.
Twilight's clone walked into the corridor and shut the door behind herself. She gave a look around as well, then motioned for Chrysalis to follow her, beginning to head towards the stairs.
Somewhat surprised, Chrysalis started to walk behind her. "No disguise spells?" she asked in her altered voice. "Twilight Sparkle is not exactly the kind of pony that can pass unnoticed."
The alicorn smirked at those words. "Don't worry about it, Chrissy. I've picked up a few tricks of my own." As she said that, they turned a corner, and a couple of other ponies passed beside them and continued along their way.
Chrysalis followed them with her gaze for a moment, then focused on the alicorn once again. "Don't call me Chrissy," she hissed under her breath, despite knowing she couldn't stop the other from doing it. Wanting to divert the conversation before she was reminded of that fact, she asked, "What should I call you, anyway?"
"Hmm." Twilight's clone stopped in front of a door, and her horn lit up as she began to fidget with the lock with her magic. "I could always call you mommy if Chrissy doesn't suit your tastes. As for what you should call me, I was thinking about Mistress. It might get you a few looks in public, but I doubt anyone will ask questions." The door opened in front of her.
Chrysalis growled between grit teeth, as she watched the alicorn walk into the room. "You wouldn't dare." Taking a look around to make sure no one else was near, she walked behind Twilight's clone, and closed the door behind the two of them.
"Oh, believe me, I would. But I don't think I will, not yet at least." The alicorn drew the curtains open, letting light flood into the room. "I think my title should be Princess, for the time being. I'm the copy of one and the daughter of a queen, after all. I'll switch to Empress when the time comes."
Chrysalis was barely listening to her, too busy having a look at the room around them. It was clearly set up as a laboratory of some kind, though she couldn't tell what over half of the equipment in it was there for. But it all looked surprisingly advanced, especially for something built in secret in a hotel room. The alicorn must have had some way to store and move the whole thing, the changeling thought.
"I don't want to go by Twilight," Twilight's clone continued, ignoring Chrysalis's reaction to the room. "I don't see why I would want to call myself after something inferior. No, I deserve a name fit for a real ruler. And I think Empress Stellaria has a nice ring to it, wouldn't you agree?"