The russian girl looked over the cover of the story, flipping through the pages. She let out a very un-princess snort and gave a bit laugh.
"Vat is this?!" she howled, "I am no lily! Nor am I so... [i]blonde[/i]! I even marry tha' [b]pig[/b] in the end?!" She chortled and cackled, flipping through the page, before handing it back to Red. "IS ridiculous! And I suppose de story of yours is butchered as vell?"
She leaned against the fence, two dirty fingers placing honey strands of messy hair behind her ear. "And dis movie? Vat is this den? Some sort of blonde idiot bouncing 'round in ridiculous dress complainin' entire time?" she snickered dryly, "Did dey make you blonde too, dear?"