“This was perfect. This was damn near magical. I had officially grown a freaking vagina.”

“You’re all full of bullsh*t. In the last couple of months, I’ve had to listen to the three of you talk about your feelings more than a damn talk show. I swear you’ve all grown vaginas.”

“So what are you going to wear?” I looked at her, wondering if she thought I had suddenly grown a vagina in the past five minutes. “Clothes.”

“I didn't ever think you were a freak. I think...I thought you were magic or something. I thought that you were too perfect to be real.”

“So, what are you going to wear?"I looked at her, wondering if she thought I had suddenly grown a vagina in the past five minutes. "Clothes."She sighed. "Men.”

“Finally, she'd given up, basking in the freaking glow of the most amazing experience she'd ever had.[...] Last night had overflowed with magical trappings, perfect timing, everything. That wasn't real. In a real world, Cinderella had to go back to being Cinderella the next day.”