Cheshire was always smiling, but it was less of a manic kind of look when it was with Mari, but only a little less.<br/><br/>"Why yes I do," He said elegantly. "I have a new trick that involves braking someone into a thousand pieces and letting the audience try and put them back together again." He was actually making things up on the spot, but as soon as he said it he was already trying to figure out how to do it. Maybe a triple hologram illusion? Suspend the person by wire from the ceiling, hide him from the audience, create an illusion body that they put together by verbal command, and then cause an illusion for just the person being torn apart to make it seem real for him? Something like that. Cheshire left his own thoughts and noticed that Mari was still wearing, and in fact subtly and subconsciously preening with the neckless. She seemed to like it.<br/><br/>"Is that new?" He asked, gesturing to her neck.