Along came a spider, and Alice smashed it with her slick black mary-janes as her sister Miss Muffit looked on in horror and disgust. “Was that really your friend or should I find another target for my foot’s unforgiving affection?” Alice smiled with teeth as white as the snow and as sharp as the tongue that accompanied them. Surely you where not to assume that such an adventurous little girl would come out of the rabbit hole without some kind of spite, yet she is still, in a sick way, somewhat polite.