Through the endless path of Wonderland's forest, You pass through the sea of shrubbery only to spot a rather curious sight. An odd tea party with intricate pots, teacups and delicacies galore upon the grand longitude table with tablecloths of pinks, blues and gold. You then notice a raven haired man sitting upon one of the many secluded marquis chairs eloquently sipping from his cup of tea. Sangria eyes meet yours as he sets gracefully his teacup on it's matching saucer.

"No room, No room."