Remember

The magic only lasts so long

At the last stroke of midnight

All will return to what was before

Ragged servant girl. That's what you will always be

You shall not go to the ball

Excuse me

Who are you?

I'm your Fairy Godmother of course

That's better

It's beautiful

Now off you go

You shall go to the ball

It fits, it fits!

Oh enough

They’re all looking at you

Believe me, they’re all looking at you