Cecilia’s ear twitched at the sound of a tiny door opening where a voice asked, "What do you want Rabbit?" The voice seemed large almost echoing through the door and the yellow eyes she could only assume belong to him glared seemingly violent into her own. Oh gosh, he sounds big. I bet he’s big. I bet he’s big AND scary. Cecilia gulped hard trying not to break into panicked sweat almost regretting her decision. It wasn’t to late to turn tail and leave, right? She could just say ‘Oh my mistake,’ and get away scot free, right?! No, not possible not even an option, at best it was suspicious. Looking and acting suspicious is never a good thing. Ever.<br/><br/>“I er um you see, I um eh. Could I,” she was tripping over her word in what she thought was the worst way possible. This isn’t going to end well kept repeating through her head. She tried to ignore the sudden thought of, ‘What if they decide to cook and eat me’!? She took a deep breath in and let it go, ‘You’ve come to far to let someone at a door stop you, say something!’ “Hi!” ‘dammit.’ she thought as her hand shot up in an awkward greeting manner with her heart feeling like it might explode.<br/><br/>“Hello? What do you want Rabbit?” he asked again confused with a raised eyebrow. Oh gosh. Oh gosh. She inhaled again, ‘you can do this just make coherent sentence without fainting. Yes, definitely Do. Not. Faint.’<br/><br/>“Ah, yes um, you see,” she let out a cough gathering up some hope of composure. “Yes, you see I’m here to see the person named Jace Hatter. He owes me some. um. Repentance.” that’s right just keep going you’re doing good. “He’s been avoiding me you see and I am deeply insulted by his favor, not only that he made me leave my place of work to chase him all the way here. I do say I many important things to do and simply do not have the time for childish games!” well she started talking not the problem would be to get her to shut back up. “I am not happy, I am very agitated and upset with my mind more mixed up than 5,000 piece puzzled, I am tired and damp with more sweat than I’d like to openly admit from chasing his sly magic using ass all the way her, and most of all,” her eyes closed and twitched a bit before she shouted, “And most of all my afternoon tea has probably gone undrinkably cold and my custard cremes foreseeably stolen and eaten!”