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In some unknown section of the arena the two sole members of the Mad Tea Party sits before a screen painted to look like some scenic terrace overlooking a garden, set before them was a table heavy with tea sandwiches, cakes, other little snacks, and an elegant tea set.

"Hattie what is that matter?" Hare questions as she using the kettle to pour the amber liquid into her partner's cup. "You look like I do when I forget to use gratuitous Spanish or miss the chance at an innuendo."

"Do I?" Hatter asked raising one brow over the other. "I suppose I am."

"Is something bothering you? You're usually more lively, you're wearing your third best hat and it doesn't really go with your outfit." Hare's hat twitch from her ears folded beneath it.

Hatter sighs into his tea cup. "Hare my dear I fear that I have become rather sane as of lately, I have not had one mad thought or inclination."

Hare gasped and put her fingers to her lips in shock.

"I am sorry Hare, my madness in my previous matches has been..." He lowered his eyes and his voice in shame, "faked."

Hare's cup fell to the floor to shatter as she brought both hands to her mouth while she gasped. After a moment she removed her hand from her lips "I think I know what you need to get you back in order. You need a rival to get that mad spark into you."

"Hmm, I do not see the harm in trying."

"We'll see management about it later, for now would you like any sugar for your tea?"

(Guests are welcome)

Both members looked up at their new guest. Hatter scowled at the very thought that they would have...ugh pizza bagels of all things at one of his esteemed tea parties. Shaking away the thought he waved a hand towards his partner. "Hare, be a dear and take care of this."

Hare stood and tackled Cyrus to the ground, there was the sound of ripping of clothes and undoing of buckles and zippers off screen the camera opting to focus on Hatter as he sipped at his tea. A minute later Hare sat Cyrus, in a new outfit, down at the table and poured him a cup.


"Ah that is much better, you were clashing horribly with us."

"Do you like sugar or honey in your tea?" Hare asked while setting a slice of cake on the plate before him.

Hare gave a small purr, "Cariño, it was as good for you as it was for me." Taking the tongs she dropped a few cubes of sugar into his tea then went back to her own food. "I can always give you some real sug-"

"Hare, please." Hatter interrupted her flirting. "These clothes are very fashionable. I do not permit tackiness at my table" Hatter said slightly offended not at the remark of having been called a car salesman but more for the fact that the man did not have an eye for fashion, his partner did and she only used one eye. "So what brings you to our humble party? Our company? The delicious food?"

"A scripted encounter that people are suppose to think is completely random?"

Hare was cleaning the frosting from the cake knife with her fingers and licking them clean when Hatter slammed his fist into the table standing onto his feet, "I will have you know that I am most sane!" His eyes went wide. "Good lord, I am sane!"

He eased back into his seat with a sob. "I am sane! Sane! Me of all people! What am I if I am sane? Just The Hatter? Who in the hell would take interest in just The Hatter?"

Hare blinked at the scene then towards their guest. "León, do forgive him, Hattie hasn't been himself lately. As much as I would love to flirty perhaps we should take a rain check for this party?" She reached over to stroke the back of the slumped over Hatter who was still sobbing out questions towards his new found sanity.