Cynthia: Ouch, doctor. It hurts.
Doctor: There! That’s quite a big piece. Have you just been to a fancy dress party?
Cynthia: No. I am a real princess. Be more careful. Don’t forget that I’m a princess.
Doctor: You and your parents might think so, but in truth you’re a spoiled little brat. Now hold still. This would be a lot easier if there wasn’t blood all over the place.
Cynthia: But I am a real princess.
Doctor: Yeah right. Anyway, so how did you get all these shards of glass embedded in your right foot?
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