Pretty princess. Pretty, pretty princess pie. What a pretty princess. It's my gloves, my comb, my jewelly, girly hat, [wears fake crown] all sitting on my...princess head. [as she rips the picture of Princess Pea] Who's the pretty princess pumpkin pie?!
You are.
Right. I am.
You are. And you should be dressed in those clothes.
Quite right. I should.
Mm-hmm. And you should lounge in that bed.
Lounging. Lounging 'round, yes, the whole day.
And you should be wearing that crown.
I should be wearing a frown?
No no no. [hops onto Mig's shoulder] Not a frown, a crown.
Can't here me own self think. [looks at Roscuro] AH!
Who are you?
I'm here to help you.
Can't be caught with a real rat in my bunk. No, I don't think so. [gasps]
And what they found you with the painting of the princess? You think that's as bad as a rat? I want the same thing you do.
