Hatter sat at the table, the Tea Party hanging out around him. A cigarette hung from his lips as his legs dangled over the arms of a chair that was too fancy to be sitting outside. Not too out of character though, he was Hatter after all.

A commotion at the entrance and grabbed his attention. An 'Alice' had been brought to him. One whose mind hadn’t been consumed by Wonderland. Intrigue filled him as he stood and bowed with a dramatic flourish and grin.

"Welcome to my tea party 'Alice'."