Re: Deluxe Floor: 12:01 AM
And now this random stranger was blowing at her skirts! How rude. "No," she said flatly. She pulled her pepper shaker out of her pocket with her free hand, cradling the child a little closer to her, and caught the shaker in a firm grip, like it was a weapon. "Don't you dare tread any closer to me. The moral is--mind your own business." She looked over to the Hatter for support. The tea was going to get cold soon, and then where would they be?