Don’t correct me. It’s unladylike. Now — scrub the floor, wax the cat, and invent a fourth meal for your stepsisters.
She sprints down the grand staircase. One slipper flies off. She keeps running. The second slipper? She deliberately yeets it into a hedge. cinderella comedy script
No time to explain! Just — don’t follow me! Don’t correct me
She vanishes. Cinderella stares at her shoes. wax the cat
Barely. Now — you want to go to the prince’s ball, correct?
You’re right. That is delusional. SCENE 2: THE FAIRLY INCONVENIENT GODMOTHER EXT. BACKYARD - NIGHT