Never one to be taken off guard, Cheshire was prepared to not be recognized. It was a little worrisome that she was such a completely different person, but Chesh was pretty sure that the main point was she was already liking him.<br/><br/>"Why Mari, I'm wounded! How could you forget your favorite man of magic and mystery." He said, searching for any hint that Mari was acting in any way. When there wasn't so much as a flicker of recognition in her eyes he went on. "It's me, the Cheshire Cat. Chesh..." He smirked back, "we already know each other really REALLY well."