"It suits you." Cheshire admitted. He hadn't known Dumas was someone who could read jewelry so well, but the little brown bunny was so very much like Mari, whom Cheshire already internally thought of as the March Hair.<br/><br/>"And I'll be sure to not disappoint, my fair lady," He said with a bow. "But I must be off. So many traps to lay for White, so little time."  He turned and waved back to Mari as he left. Already he was spying out fans and admirers that White might not recognize to try and find someone to help him with that nights prank on the stuffy DJ, and maybe a few others as well. Who knows, maybe Red would grace them with her presence, and then Cheshire would REALLY have to put on a show. Maybe even try and figure out the torn person trick he'd just now come up with. So much to code, so little time.