[Vince and Liv are walking through the middle of town, busy as can be. Vince is wearing a white shirt and jeans while Liv is wearing a dark purple hoodie and black glasses with trousers and brown shoes. Cheshire, currently pure golden, is perched in Liv’s hood with his paws on her head. The town has a large in door market place with a clock on the top of the building. There’s also a large outdoor market where people are yelling between watches, shirts and vegetables among other products. Liv’s checking her phone while Vince is looking around town. A woman walks by and stares at Cheshire, him hissing at her as she passes. Liv groans, looking up at him.]

Liv: [annoyed] Oh, behave!

[Cheshire purrs, resting his head on top of hers.]

Vince: You’re really growing on that cat.

Liv: Yeah, well… he seems to like me and I sure as hell don’t just wanna give him to an animal shelter.

Vince: [excited] So he’s staying?

[Liv looks at Vince and sighs.]

Liv: [reluctant] Yeah, Cheshire can stay.

Vince: [excited] Aww, you even used his name!

Liv: [embarrassed] Will you just… look, have you heard from Sissel?

Vince: Tried to get him to come out but I think he’s with someone at the moment.

Liv: [mumbling] Or he’s avoiding us…

Vince: Pardon?

Liv: We had a bit of an argument. Also I’ve been-

Vince: Spying, I know. Not subtle.

Liv: [annoyed] Don’t rub it in. I’m trying my best.

[Vince reaches up and starts to pet Cheshire.]

Vince: Well little advice. Speaking as his cousin and as his friend, he’s private and he likes it that way.

Liv: I know.

Vince: He also gets annoyed easily which is-

Liv: [annoyed] So fucking obvious.

Vince: [chuckling] Oh, yeah, seriously. He’s fairly sensitive about some things.

Liv: [annoyed] I know, Tracey, but we all are! I know it matters to him, but he’s not the only one-

Vince: That’s not what I meant. He’s got other stuff.

Liv: [surprised] Really?

Vince: Yeah. Did you not know?

Liv: [surprised] Would I sound surprised if I knew?

[As they’re walking, they physically bump into Leigh and Chelsea. The four panic slightly, Cheshire quickly jumping on top of Leigh.]

Leigh: [panicking] Jesus Christ!

[Liv quickly moves and snatches back Cheshire, holding him like a baby in her arms.]

Liv: [quietly] Cheshire, seriously, behave!

Chelsea: [surprised] Hey guys.

Vince: Hey, so Gary called me, what’s up?

Chelsea: Superhero stuff. You in?

[Vince smiles excitedly.]

Vince: [excited] I would’ve been sooner if he had said so!

Chelsea: [excited] Yay!

[Vince and Chelsea quickly run off together, Liv and Leigh left looking at each other in surprise.]

Liv: [surprised] That easy then, huh?

Leigh: Yep. Morning, by the way. Hi Cheshire.

Liv: [sweetly] Hi.

[Cheshire meows happily to Leigh, the three of them quickly chasing after Vince and Chelsea. Cutting away shows Gary sat across the road from a large bank, people coming and going from it. He’s watching the crowds going by, looking surprisingly patient. A man walks up behind him, stopping just behind his line of sight. They’re wearing black trousers and green velcro shoes but the rest of them can’t be seen. Gary notices.]

Hatter: [worried] I believe you wanted us to talk.

Gary: If possible, that okay?

Hatter: [worried] Yes… just not here.

Gary: Why not? It’s public, it’s roomy, I don’t feel like you’re gonna try and kill me here.

Hatter: [worried] I have some business to attend to, I need us to meet somewhere else.

Gary: And if I say no?

Hatter: [forceful] Then you’ll never get this chance again, that work for you?

[Gary stops for a moment and thinks.]

Gary: [hesitant] I want a place, time and name.

Hatter: Apparently there’s a park nearby.

Gary: [quickly] Queens Park.

Hatter: There. One hour. I’d prefer alone, but that’s your choice.

Gary: [quickly] And the name?

[Gary starts turning but Hatter quickly moves out his way and past, dropping a green top hat on Gary’s head. Hatter starts to walk towards the bank, keeping his face away from Gary.]

Gary: [confused] Hey!

Hatter: Keep it. Now I have to come back.

[Gary pulls off the top hat off his head, looking at him in confusion. Hatter enters the bank.]

Gary: [mumbling] You don’t deserve a cool Japanese name…

[Gary starts looking over the hat, looking inside of it. He goes wide eyed.]

Gary: [surprised] Holy crap...