The Common Denominator To Everything (Rosalyn Lockhart)

There was a soft rap on her door. It was so quiet that she had almost missed it if it weren't for the fact that she was the only one in her office. The scritching of her quill went to a pause and the Queen of Hearts raised her head, a frown evident on her face… but even that dropped. Whether the cease of a frown had been exhaustion through overwork or her mind getting fatigued, she let it go and focused on the situation she had on hand.

"Who is it?" she asked.

"Your Majesty, I've come to bring your afternoon tea and retrieve the dishes from earlier."

It was Mary Ann. 

Her gaze flitted to the table where she and Hatter had their snack together, and it actually was close to her afternoon tea that time. Maybe lunch. It was something in between. Not that it mattered right now, except for the dishes on the table. They were a sight for sore eyes and so she sighed inwardly. "Very well then, come in."

The soft creaking of the door signified their presence.