Munk: Cinderella, going to the ball... again.
Mambo: I hate gravity.
Rick: Munk's the guy who looks at the glass as half-empty. Mambo's the guy who... Probably peed in the glass.
Rick: Uhh... happy music please.
Rumplestiltskin: I stole A baby! That's about as evil as it gets.
Fairy Godmother: Time to get your prince, my dear Mozzarella.
Ella: It's Cinderella.
Fairy Godmother: Really? Why'd you change it?
Frieda: Forty flights of stairs in heels? This had better be good.
Ella: Rick! I was dancing with the prince and my dress disappeared.
Rick: Ok, too much information, but thank you.
Frieda: I hate that girl! She's so... girly.
Rick: Believe it or not, it gets worse.