"That would be delightful," Alice says truthfully. "Speaking of which," she continues," where would you like to go? I discovered yesterday we can vote on the locations of new arrivals. Personally, I think you would do rather well on Main Street."

She rubs her forehead. "A Boojum. Well. When I saw them, they looked rather a lot like skulls in ill-fitting robes (http://www.noctalis.com/dis/alice/). Had the most awful screams. Terribly unpleasant."

She frowns slightly. "I so hope that's over now," she says, so quietly she could almost be talking to herself.