I thought I was dreaming, but I'm not. [Wolfie stretches in Serafina's bed; when he hears a knock on the door and barks] Shhh! Wolfie! We've gotta, you know, act like we live here. We can't give ourselves away. [Wolfie acts natural] Be a princess, be a princess. [clears throat] Come in.

Did I hear a dog, Your Majesty? Should I call the royal dog catcher?

Uh, no. No dog. [chuckles] Everything is fine.

Your breakfast, Your Highness.

Really? In bed?

As always.

Oh. [laughs] Yes, of course. Thank you. [looks down at her breakfast] Look at all this food. Want some?

Oh, I-I-I couldn't, Your Highness.

But there's enough to feed an army. [picks up a cookie and gives it to a maid] Come on, take some.

Uh, thank you, um, milady. I'll draw your bath. Would you like bubbles, mineral salts, or lavender oil?

Everything!
[As the maid walks away, Erika starts to eat her breakfast]