A doll whose clockwork constantly ticks past it scheduled rest periods... awfully troublesome when it wanders the house, the click of porcelain and the tick of a spring threatens to wake the other dolls. Regardless, it is still awake; and there is always, always something to be done in this home. Something to be tidied and straightened; barring that, something to entertain itself and while away the hours in this lonesome time of night. Perhaps a tea party of one is in order, tonight...
Of course, by "Tea party", it means "filling the smallest teapot in the cupboard with a cup's worth of mint tea". The act of pouring; taking care to avoid the hot center of the teapot, is soothing nonetheless... and the little doll feels its clockwork tick down, ever so slightly slower.