OH MY GOD TEN DAYS LATER, SHOOT ME
[Things've been a bit dull of late and if there's anything Xerxes Break, the Mad Hatter, absolutely abhors, it's when times are dull and not a single drop of fun is to be had.
If he recalls correctly, the age-old adage says something about having to do oneself what one cannot expect others to do, so it's off he goes, to create a bit of mischief on his own. Into his closet with a handful of floofy dresses....
....and back out takes him to an unfamiliar room of sorts. A bit of prodding here and poking there reveals to him that it's a bedroom, complete with bed and dresser and all the other acoutrements typically found in a person's place of rest.
He flicks open the dresser, runs his hands down the clothing inside, and smiles a sly smile after discerning that the clothing inside belongs to a man (or a not particularly feminine woman. A few minutes later, goodbye all the old clothes! and in their place is a rather nice assortment of fancy dresses, many of which would be quite suitable for a wedding.
Alas, it's as he's disposing of the pants and shirts that he accidentally bumps into table, knocking the book resting atop off onto the ground. A few seconds later, there's a "hello..." floating towards him.
Bother.]
Goodbye!
[He doesn't move though, merely makes his way over to the bed and takes a seat.]