“Hi, my name is Lily. Golly-gosh, a princess is always supposed to hide her identity when she goes on holiday, in case the blummin’ paparazzi find her. Oh look, is that a cameraman in the bushes over there?”
“Geez, just when I’m out for a nice day being pushed around in my Princess Stroller, the blummin’ press turn up again. Like, can’t a girl get some peace around here?”
“Ah, that’s better. A nice, quiet courtyard, a lovely frock, and the tail feather of an albino peacock – what more could a princess want? Yes, I know, there doesn’t seem to be much point in being an albino peacock, but that’s what they are. I don’t know, maybe they got fed up with the paparazzi photographing them all the time, so they just turned themselves white? Boopy-doop!”
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