[the Princesses are relaxing with Vanellope, all wearing new modern clothes.]
Cinderella:
[sighs] So this is love. All hail Princess Vanellope, the queen of comfy.
[the other princesses cheer]
Ariel:
Of all the thingamabobs in this entire world, I never thought I'd get to wear a real... what's it called again? Oh, yeah. A shirt. [sings] I once had a dream that I might wear a shirt...
Vanellope:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait. What's going on?
Jasmine:
Uh, she's singing.
Vanellope:
Yeah, but there was, like, music and the spotlight and... Wait, you all saw it, too, right?
Tiana:
That's what happens when a princess sings about her dreams.
Vanellope:
Oh, that's never happened to me, I mean, not even once.
Rapunzel:
Why don't you give it a try? What is it you really want? Sing about that.
Vanellope:
Okay, uh, sure. I can do that. Uh, let's see. [clears throat; sings] Oh, steering wheel, oh, steering wheel. Oh, yes, I want a steering wheel. [scats]
Belle:
Well, there's a lot to unpack here. So, this steering wheel you sing of-- That's a metaphor?
Vanellope:
Oh, no, no, no, no. It's not a metaphor. It's just... I literally want a steering wheel. I think the issue was I was a little pitchy.
Mulan:
Maybe a little. But sometimes your song can't start until you go someplace to reflect.
Pocahontas:
What works for some of us is finding a form of water and staring at it.
Vanellope:
What?
Snow White:
Oh, yes. I like to stare at a wishing well.
Moana:
I stare at the ocean.
Mulan:
Horse trough.
Cinderella:
Soap bubbles.
Vanellope:
Wait, you're saying if I just stare at some water...
Ariel:
Important water.
Vanellope:
Right, of course, important water. I stare at the important water, and somehow magically, I'll start singing about my dream?
Rapunzel:
For sure.
Tiana:
Mm-hmm.
Vanellope:
Uh, yeah. I don't think so, ladies, but thanks.
[C-3PO enters]
C-3PO:
Five minutes, Princesses. Another "Which Disney Princess are you?" quizlet starts in five minutes.
[he leaves]
Jasmine:
Okay, thank you.
Tiana:
Well, I guess it's back to the gowns, girls.
Aurora:
It was lovely to meet you, Vanellope.
Belle:
And best of luck finding your song.
Merida:
Och. Lang may yer lum reek, and may a moose ne'er leave your girnal with a tear drop in his eye. Haste ye back, me lassie!
Vanellope:
Uh-huh. What did she just say?
Tiana:
We don't know.
Moana:
We can't understand her.
Anna:
She's from the other studio.
Vanellope:
Ah.
