The sweet shape of her face and the dark frame of hair reminded him of young Alyss. Hatter shook the water from his arms. The fabric was unique. As was the man that wore it. In no time at all he would be free of the water that had been dripping from his hair.
Manners were expected of a man in his station. With a bow she would not see he smiled. "Thank you kindly." His voice was deep and soothing. Alyss often asked for his stories simply because she enjoyed the sound of his soothing voice.
Hatter M had read once about this city. Though that was in a different time. This Los Angeles was much more modern then the one he had read about. That must have meant the Pool of Tears had brought him forward in time again. Fickle thing that lake, it had a mind of it's own.
The deep red towel was used to dab away the last droplets of water from his face.
"I am looking for a...hat..." He started slowly. It was best to start slow. The reaction when he asked if they had seen Alyss of Wonderland often got strange reactions from the people of Earth. "...do you know of a shop nearby?"