One morning, I was doing a bit of stitching in my apartment and I suppose I must have dozed off. I had an odd dream involving a talking rabbit which went something like this...
 

A tiny white rabbit hops into the room and wrinkles his nose at you.  He says, "Nice sewing, cutie.  Want to play?"  Perhaps you'd better answer him?
You ask, "What the hell?"
You blink.
You pinch yourself! Ouch! Guess you weren't dreaming after all!
You glance around the area.
A tiny white rabbit blinks at you.  He says, "How about playing a game?"
You say, "Uh, okay."
Auguste Delatour mutters "Surely, I must be dreaming."
A tiny white rabbit says, "That's what Alice always used to say, too."  He shrugs and appears to ponder for a moment.  "Want to play riddles?"
You ponder for a moment and reflect.
You say, "Why not? I suppose Percy can play too."
You get a stuffed peacock with a lacy miniature cravat meticulously tied around its neck from inside your shoulder bag.
Auguste Delatour makes the peacock wave to the rabbit.
A tiny white rabbit thoughtfully strokes his whiskers and says, "You, your peacock, whoever.  I'll start.  What's black and white and red all over?"
You giggle.
You say, "The Informer."
A tiny white rabbit stamps his tiny white rabbit's foot and grows pinker around the ears.  He exclaims, "If you know them all, then I don't think we can play for long!  Do you have one for me?"
You ponder for a moment and reflect.
You say, "Hmm... Let me think."
You say, "Percy, please share if you have an idea."
You smile at a stuffed peacock with a lacy miniature cravat meticulously tied around its neck.
A tiny white rabbit leans against the chaise lounge, casually smoothing his ears and whiskers with the back of one paw.
You ponder for a moment and reflect.
Auguste Delatour mutters "Ack! My brain is groggy this morning. I can't think of anything."
A tiny white rabbit winks at you and says, "Tell you what, darlin', I'll come back and play another time.  We can have a few beers and a few laughs.  Sound good?"
You chuckle.
Auguste Delatour pets the rabbit on the head. "Okay."
A tiny white rabbit nuzzles you with his velvety nose and then hops gracefully out of sight.
You yawn.
You blink.
You say, "Oh, my. I must have dozed off."
You glance at your stuffed peacock.
You say, "And I had the strangest dream, Percy."
You say, "I thought a talking rabbit suddenly hopped into my room and wanted to play."
You shake your head.
You say, "Maybe, I stayed up too late last night."