King: Son, you need to find a bride. Prince: You're right father. I will hold a festival of the finest women around and there I shall choose my bride.
Cinderella can't go!
If Cinderella goes to the prince's festival you two don't have a chance.
Why?
Right!
Mother said you aren't allowed to go to the prince's festival.
Why can't I go to the festival?
You are simply too dirty and besides you have nothing to wear.
Please
No, I won't let you embarrass this family! Now go!
We're leaving, don't forget to clean the floors.
How can I possibly find a dress?
Fantastic!
I'm your fairy-godmother and you'll be ready for the festival.
Oh my gosh it's great!
Have fun!
I'm finally here!
Indeed.
What a large turn out.
*sound of loud crowd*
It's time for you to get down there.
Right.
Well hello there. Would you like to get out of here?