[. . .Okay, Victor's heard of sending messages through flowers, but he really doesn't think Rydia's talking about bouquets with secret meanings for loved ones. Still, he's writing on a chalkboard to talk to someone who's apparently using a magic piece of paper, so who is he to judge?]

I see. . .I get the feeling that this place operates by much different rules than our homes. Chalkboards certainly can't send messages in my world -- at least, not in this instantaneous back and forth way.

I doubt it -- she honestly never mentioned anything like this. It was all giant mushrooms you could jump upon, huge factories fueled by tea, a town beneath the sea made by sunken ships. . .things like that.

[Interestingly enough, it doesn't seem to have been written in Victor's world either. He just happens to know THE Alice.]

It's good to meet you too.