Luxord stopped short for just a split second. He hadn't made a mistake - he'd made sure of that. Had he found somebody immune to his power?

No worries, he decided. If all else failed, he could just turn this man into a card.

"I'm taking this young lady with me," he smirked. "What does it look like?"

Without waiting for an answer, he brought a still-frozen Rosette into the portal with him - "Have a good evening." - and let it close, allowing time to regain its normal speed of passage.