[You walk into the local outfitter the year is 1899 and it's hot outside. You enter looking for some fabric for a new outfit you have been saving up to buy. As you look around you see a woman angrily throwing big rolls of fabric around the store,

Woman: IT'S ALL WRONG... YOU SAID I WOULD BE THE BELLE OF THE BALL!!!! She throws a book at the outfitter owner nearly hitting him This dress is unacceptable

Outfitter Owner: Penelope please calm down I can remake the dress

Penelope: YOU BETTER MY DEBUTANTE BALL IS AT THE END OF THE WEEK!!!! AND IF I DON'T LOOK LIKE A PRINCESS..... My father will destroy you... She looks at you staring What are you staring at?