“Look at me, with my pretty bracelet and tiara... I'm a f****n' princess!”

“Princess?""You do get this kind of bossy, don't-fuck-with-my-tiara attitude when you're pissed.”

“Don't think I'll look after you, though-the world would be better off with one less princess.""I'm not a princess," I huffed, beating my brain for some worthy retort."A queen then?""No! That's not what I meant-""Oh, an empress. I see. Pardon me, Your Majesty." He swooped into a crouched bow, and when his torso sprang back up,a smile floated at the edge of his lips."N-no, not an empress either. I-I'm just..." The more I stuttered, the more pompous his smile became. "You're exasperating," I finally groaned.”

“put the car in "d" set the compass to "n" and get the "f"out of there”

“DONT EVER BE AFRAID TO COME TO ME N CRY ...DONT EVER HESITATE TO LOOK ME N THE EYE DONT EVER BE AFRAID TO TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL. REMEMBAER YOUR MY GIRL N WE GOTTA KEEP IT REAL.”

“So you're not a prince. She's pretty astute,don't you think? Owww! I'm sorry-- I'll shut up now, Princess!”