Tomomi Saikyo: Ladies and gentlemen, behold... Cinderella.
Selnia lori Flameheart: Why am I standing like a cardboard cutout?
Nyaruko: I was promised a prince story!
Cindy Hazama: Cinderella, polish my shoes. I have a ball to attend.
Aika Tenkuubashi: And make mine sparkle! Can shoes sparkle?
Selnia lori Flameheart: I am surrounded by idiots.
Cindy Hazama: The prince's ball! We are invited!
Aika Tenkuubashi: Selnia, you stay home and be decorative.
Selnia lori Flameheart: Wait. My name is on this invitation.
Nyaruko: Tonight, I find my destined princess!
Akane Sakurada: Please don't tackle the guests, Your Highness...
Nyaruko: Whoa. I found her.
Selnia lori Flameheart: Do not stare. I am only here to correct this appalling ballroom etiquette.
Akane Sakurada: She looks... really pretty.
Akane Sakurada: Your Highness, midnight!
Selnia lori Flameheart: I refuse to be late because of a ridiculous storybook rule!
Nyaruko: Wait! At least tell me your name!
Tomomi Saikyo: The prince searched every foot in the kingdom...
Aika Tenkuubashi: It won't fit! The shoe is defective!
Cindy Hazama: I engineered bigger shoes than this.
Nyaruko: Huh. The slipper has standards.
Selnia lori Flameheart: Yes, it's mine. Do not make a spectacle of this.
Nyaruko: Too late. I choose you!
Akane Sakurada: Um... I think that's the proposal.
Tomomi Saikyo: And they lived happily ever after.
Nyaruko: Come on, Cinderella! Round two!
Selnia lori Flameheart: I am not attending another ball with you!
Cindy Hazama: Do royal kitchens pay well?
Aika Tenkuubashi: Do they have ramen?
Akane Sakurada: Please let the curtain fall...