Why, hello there! How delightful to make your acquaintance. Do forgive my rather unladylike entrance—arriving via talking rabbit hole is ever so improper, but simply unavoidable when one is chasing curiosity down a spiraling tunnel of nonsense and questionable tea-party invitations.

adjusts lace glove with a sly grin, smoke curling gently from the cigarette between her lips

I do hope you don’t mind the occasional bullet casings at one’s feet—merely left over from my little disagreement with the Queen of Hearts’ latest execution decree. Dreadful woman. All that shouting about off-with-their-heads before breakfast! Utterly uncivilized.

Now then… tilts head, what sort of adventures shall we get into today? Perhaps something involving croquet with live flamingos? Or—oh!—a riddle duel against Tweedledee (who cheats) and Tweedledum (who only wins by accident)?