Cinderella : But shouldn't a man love you for who you are, in spite of everything?
Stepmother : How quaint. Tell me, Cinderella, What would you say to capture the prince?
Cinderella : I don't know. But whatever I'd say, we'd know in an instant we were meant for each other. Then he'd smile, and kiss my hand.
Minerva : That's so romantic.
Calliope : Oh, say it again, Cinderella.
Stepmother : Rubbish! This isn't about love, it's about marriage.