Roxie woke up. What time was it? A quick check of her clock showed her that it was about the normal time that she woke up. Yawning, she stumbled out of bed and rubbed sleep out of her eyes, before sitting back down on the end of her bed. She was going to talk to Hatter today, was she not? Yes, she believed so. Stretching out her nightgown, she stumbled downstairs and into the kitchen, which, at this time of day, was practically empty. There had been water drawn from the well, excellent, and she poured it out into her teapot, firing up the stove as she kept half an eye on the metal.

She fumbled around and found some scones, stubbing her toe in the process, and just about managed to get them buttered without causing herself any grievous harm. The kettle was singing as she poured it out, and dropped leaves, then milk, and finally two neat little spoonfuls of sugar. 

She ate standing up, tidied away the small mess she had made, and quickly got dressed in her normal attire. Now as lazily dressed as possible, she managed to dodge any Alices staying within the building, and made her way to the Hatter's abode. She arrived, all was well, and then she saw some interlopers.

And that was something that she just [i]couldn't[/i] ignore.