[the princesses surround her on all sides]
Whoa! Whoa! Ladies, I can explain! See, um... I'm a princess, too.
Wait. What?
Yeah! Princess Vanellope von Schweetz of the Sugar Rush von Schweetzes? I'm sure you've heard of us. It'd be embarrassing for you if you haven't. [laughs nervously]
What kind of a princess are you?
What kind?
Do you have magic hair?
No.
Magic hands?
No.
Do animals talk to you?
No.
Were you poisoned?
No!
Cursed?
No!
Kidnapped or enslaved?
No! Are you guys okay? Should I call the police?
Then I have to assume you made a deal with an underwater sea witch, where she took your voice in exchange for a pair of human legs?
No! Good Lord! Who would do that?!
Have you ever had true love's kiss?
Eww! Barf!
Do you have daddy issues?
I don't even have a mom!
Neither do we!
And now for the million dollar question: Do people assume all your problems got solved because a big strong man showed up?
Yes! What is up with that?
She is a Princess!
[Snow White vocalizes] [eyes Vanellope's clothing]
Who made your gown? I've never seen anything quite like it.
Oh, this old thing?
Oh, I'd so love to have one of my own.
As would I.
Me, too!
So cool!
Best outfit ever!
I want one too, you guys!
I'll get my mice on this.
