In the bathroom of the corner house, there was an African-American woman with black hair and light brown eyes, wearing a green bayou dress with glittery reeds and light green pumps. Her name was Tiana. And she was busy fixing her hair in front of the mirror for a ball. "Aladdin dear, do hurry," Tiana called out. "We mustn't be late for the party, you know." In the bedroom, there was an Arabian man with black hair and brown eyes, wearing princely white garments and golden Arab-style shoes. His name was Aladdin, Tiana's husband. And he was looking for his emerald brooch through some drawers.