The rabbit hole.

"He - I'll make a deal, no more head-fry behaviour. I sense it might be your forte.

She - I won't fry your head if you don't poach my heart. 

He - Deal."

"I'm afraid I can't explain myself, Sir, because I am not myself right now, you see."

Said Alice to the Caterpillar.

"- Hey, I've been looking for you. 

- Hi. 

 - So you backed out of our deal. 

- What deal?

 - That you won't fry my head. 

- Yeah. -*sniffling*- but you poached my heart. 

-  Hey. Come on. What if it doesn't have a moral? Or says Alice. 

- I think I just fell down the rabbit hole and found it."