[Mad people certainly belonged together and if Hatter was certain Iris was mad, she must be. Alice's other hand rest atop Hatter's arm, unthinkingly falling back on manners she hadn't needed or used in months.] A city, a city... Do you know what it is called? She had seen names that flitted through the journals and some she recalled when she had her counterpart and others she was told were fictional. The Riddle Man being from there hardly helped her. At all.] All I know is one... [What had that girl given her the key to once?] Gotham?