Dor lights up, Aal blinks but shares a look. He shoots her a grin and wink in return before turning back toward the Sphinx.
"That would be Tomorrow, my dear." He murmurs warmly and then ads, "Ah, I see you have your own." He murmurs and sets his teacup and saucer down to doff his hat and pull out a pair of mugs. And sets them on the counter as his beloved Aalice hums a little tune. That he recalled from a film about a red haired orphan girl she showed him..a while ago.
Aal beams a little and has to suppress the pleased purr welling up in her throat before it becomes too loud. So brilliant her Hatter.
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"That would be Tomorrow, my dear." He murmurs warmly and then ads, "Ah, I see you have your own." He murmurs and sets his teacup and saucer down to doff his hat and pull out a pair of mugs. And sets them on the counter as his beloved Aalice hums a little tune. That he recalled from a film about a red haired orphan girl she showed him..a while ago.
Aal beams a little and has to suppress the pleased purr welling up in her throat before it becomes too loud. So brilliant her Hatter.