*Dressed in his usual wig and cloak, immedately goes down to the front room shortly after he wakes up* *Looks down at Beelzenef, who shrugs, then turns to Calcifer*

Mister Calcifer, is it odd to dream that you're the king of a magic land, your wife is an evil queen and also the person you hate most in the world, and the one you care for is a tea-obsessed hatter?