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Waiting patiently, Echo watched with mild amusement as the skeleton stood next to her and began to speak; putting him out of his misery briefly crossed her mind but she dismissed the notion as soon as he mentioned taking his name. Her eyes hungrily darted to the table, where the name Meriot John was carved into the table. It wasn't the most cosmopolitan name, but she had gambled for worse; not to mention she was still lost if she didn't get her bearings here.

"You want my name in exchange?" As the small girl finished refilling her cup, Echo put the tea to her lips and began to sip at it while watching the skeleton of John. "Well, you already offered. So deal. No Takebacksies!" Upending the cup, she finished her drink with one large swallow before slamming the cup down on the table. "Your new name is Alice Alhazred. You were the daughter of the Mad Arab before his disappearance. In an effort to find him you ended up in the First World where you met the daughter of Lugh and lost a bet to her. Since then you've been stuck, going quite mad, as humans are wont to do when they lack a true name." As she spoke, one could almost see the words leaving her lips and floating through the air, coalescing around the skeleton. "Pleasure doing business, Alice."

Waving her hand over the table, the letters making up the name Meriot John slowly lifted off the table and floated into her hand; clasping her hand shut, the letters disappeared. "I'd love some biscuits," she chimed out in response to the girl's question. In excitement, she threw both her hands into the air, "John is the type of guy to never turn down biscuits!"

Turning her attention to the cloaked figure, she examined it as if noticing it for the first time. "Have we met somewhere? You look... familiar." Echo scoffed, "You probably just have one of those faces." Her attention snapped back to the tea party and deciding whether or not she enjoyed being Meriot John.