[Salieri, as well, is attempting to disentangle himself from Varian, and manages after a moment, scooting a bit away on the floor, but trying to keep most of his attention on the woman pointing a lamp at him?

He glances over at Varian at that outburst, before refocusing on the other member of this...discussion]

...I am Maestro Antonio Salieri.

[he tries to straighten himself up a bit, going to reach to adjust his waistcoat--and finding his hands on very different material. Salieri glances down in surprise, startled by what he's wearing, before forcing himself to refocus on the problem at hand.]

I'm afraid I do not have any idea what is going on either. [he sucks in a breath, trying to push himself more upright] And you, mademoiselle? What is your name?