“I feel like Cinderella sitting in the middle of the road with a pumpkin and a couple of mice, while Prince Charming charges off to rescue some other chick.”
“But who bothers looking beyond the surface? Who even knows anything about Cinderella's Prince Charming - other than he's a handsome prince?”
“Asleep, he looks like a bleeding Prince Charming chained in the dungeon. When I was little, I always thought I’d be Cinderella, but I guess this makes me the wicked witch.But then again, Cinderella didn’t live in a post-apocalyptic world invaded by avenging angels.”
“After all, what did Prince Charming know about Cinderella besides her shoe size?”
“Women do not need a knight in shining armor or a Prince Charming to come to their rescue.”
“Waiting for Prince Charming?""Aren't all women? And you're waiting for Cinderella.""Actually," Jared said slowly, "I'm rather hoping to find the Evil Queen. I think she'd be much more fun.”