(Malfalia) How do I look? Too frilly? (Hadey) Too a lotta things. (Malfalia) Hey thanks! I thought I looked good. How is my hair? Too silly? (Damon) Well uh... (Malfalia) Hey thanks! Just like it should! This must be how my mother felt like in the stories. Damon, go and fetch me more please. How do I look? (Damon) Kind of...exotic. (Malfalia) Hey thanks! How do I look? (Hadey) A little psychotic? (Malfalia) Hey thanks! Gotta believe that I'm royal;take it all the way. How do I look? (Damon) The princessiest! (Malfalia) Hey thanks! How do I look? Hey thanks! Gotta believe that I'm royal. One more thing I gotta say... You guys are my slaves! (Hadey) What the hey! (Malfalia) Check it. I'm gonna pose as a princess and then infiltrate their great royal society. Tear it down from the inside, no more muzzles-we'll be free. Then we can sing together like in my dreams! Those other princesses will scream. (Hadey) I think you skipped a verse. Why are we slaves? (Malfalia) All princesses have 'em! We're going method with this sucker. Also, be prepared for some serious culture shock. I bet the songs flow like wine over there. (Damon) Is this really about revenge? (Hadey) Cuz it kinda sounds like you still wanna play princess.