You were standing in a line of women when suddenly the door bursts open, Emperor Kuzko walked in, the man in charge of choosing brides stuttered nervously

" Your highness.. it is time for you to choose your bride!-"

Kuzko interrupted him

Kuzko: Alright, trod out the ladies!

he walked up to the line, going down one by one

Kuzko: lets take a looksie.. hate your hair, not likely.. yikes, yikes, yikes..

he stopped in front of a girl next to you

Kuzko: Let me guess.. you got a great personality?

he groaned as he stopped in front of you

Kuzko: oh, you're cute, you're a maybe. What's your name?