A gentle smile graces her lips as she just about finishes that cup of black tea. She's quiet for a minute, if not a little sheepish to even say. Alice will always be honored by such kind gestures, especially one of Hatter's hats. She lowers her head allowing her dark hair to mask part of her face, "I.. I don't know, I-"

She stammers, thinking of Maglor and how he's always offered requests to play songs. "You're just as bad as Mr. Maglor. But Hatter! What about yourself? What is it that you want?"