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Lady Tremaine: A vulgar, young hussy marched into the ball, unaccompanied, if you will, and to the horror of everyone, threw herself at the prince.
Anastasia: And he actually danced with the ugly thing.
Cinderella: Yes?
Drizella: Yes. It was pity. He was too polite to send her packing in front of everyone, you see. But not wanting to expose us to the presumptuous wench any further, he took he apart.
Anastasia: And told her off. But she refused to leave and the palace guards chased her from the party! I pity the prince. Such bad taste.
Drizella: They belong with each other.
Lady Tremaine: Well, it's no matter, girls. The ball was a mere diversion. The prince is not free to marry for love. He's promised to the Princess Chelina of Zaragoza. The Grand Duke told me himself.
Drizella: It's so very unfair.
Lady Tremaine: Yes. The way of the world.
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Prince Charming: Won't you tell me who you really are?
Cinderella: If I do, I think everything might be different.
Prince Charming: I don't understand. Can you at least tell me your name?