Snow looked at Emma, as she wiped pie off her face. “We should have known better than to come here again.”
“Apparently, the mad hatter is still mad.” Emma commented dryly.
“We’re all a little mad,” Jefferson replied. “Especially him….” He threw a pie at an empty chair, and it slid down revealing a grin and nothing else.
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“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?” -- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass