Stumbling down the rabbit hole, shaking and sweating, Iris becomes overwhelmed by the overlapping voices surrounding her. She finds herself backing up into a high table. She whips herself around in a flash, and blurts out a high pitched "Sorry!" to the empty glasses that scattered before her.
She sighs, taking a moment to compose herself. Hearing the odd chuckle and jeer from the busy patrons around her, her face begins to flush and become hot, when suddenly she hears a loud ...
