Interview with The Queen of Hearts

A WeeBe Querrian Exclusive Interview

Querrian: Hello, everyone. I am here today with our favorite Wonderland Dignitary, Her Highness The Queen of Hearts. It’s wonderful to have you here, Oh Queen of Hearts.

Queen: Thank you. I didn’t have the heart to miss it.

Querrian: I just love what you did with your face card.

Queen: Yes. Does it show?

Querrian: You look wonderful.

Queen; Well, I am the Queen of Hearts.

Querrian: Yes. Now I understand that you live in Wonderland.

Queen: And where else would I live?

Querrian: So tell me, do you meet regularly with other Queens? Like the Queen of Spades for instance.

Queen: Heaven’s no. Why would I associate myself with the likes? I mean, Queen of Spades. A spade is nothing but a shovel. And the Queen of clubs? It’s a three leafed clover.

Querrian: How about the Queen of Diamonds? Huh? Diamonds?

Queen: Diamonds? No, no, no. A diamond is nothing but a cock-eyed square.

Querrian: Yes. I see. So you are the ruler of Wonderland.

Queen: Yes. Of course. I am the Queen of Hearts.

Querrian: Now you are known for sentencing executions. How many people have you executed?

Queen: Are you implying that I am a bad person?

Querrian: No. Not at all.

Queen: Off with his head!

Querrian: Well, I uh – really, that question was nonsense. My producer wanted me to ask. We can just toss that one out.

Queen: Very well.

Querrian: OK, let’s see here. So how is – no, let’s toss that out too.

Queen: Well come on! Ask me a question.

Querrian: Alice. Let’s talk about Alice.

Queen: Oh, that nuisance. I loath that girl.

Querrian: But really, she is just a little girl.

Queen: A nuisance, I tell you. Always getting into trouble in one way or another. Ruining my rose garden.

Querrian: No. She did that? Now I thought it was those pesky card subjects that were painting them red.

Queen: It was Alice, I tell you.

Querrian: Hm. I see how you loath the poor girl.

Queen: Off with her head!

Querrian: Off with her head indeed!

Queen: Do you mock me?

Querrian: No, oh Queen of Hearts. Not in the least. I should say not.

Queen: Off with your head!

Querrian: Well, I don’t think that’s necessary. How about you spare us both?

Queen: Just like my husband.