[ if only she had her cerevice. she'd love to see how she looks like now. there's checking out her reflection on the teaspoon, but that doesn't exactly help much. she'll just do it later.

hopefully, she doesn't look like too much of a loon. she wants to look nice, after all. ]

Then what are you nervous about? [ then she chuckles and flaps a hand dismissively. ] Nevermind. You don't have to answer that-- [ "you big weirdo", she'd say, but she has to remain in character. ]

I guess if I'm a princess right now, you're a King or a Prince. Do you have anything for me to do?