“Well let’s see, dress, soap, cake thingies,” The Mad Hatter waved his finger counting the stuff they were able to accomplish today. He then gave a nod, and then proceeded to ramble on as usual, “I believe we’ve got it all in order! No-Wait-Alphabetical or Counter-Clockwise? No no no, I believe I got myself in the middle there, or was it with a melon? Do we have melon? No! No that’s just silly Alice, why would we need a melon for cake? It wouldn’t fit in the batter! Unless we find the small kind, do they grow from the ground? I believe they do, I hope not next to those darn flowers though. I wouldn’t want my cake talking back to me!”

As the Mad Hatter talked on and on, he led Alice out the door to streets of Paixao. He clapped his gloved hands together. “I do believe it’s time for us to head home! Then we can have some tea!” the Mad Hatter said in glee, he looked over at the bags offering a hand to carry one of them, “Hm. That’s not too much for you is it?”