In the bathroom of the corner house, there was a French woman with vivid bright blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a sparkling blue ball gown, white petticoat, a black choker, and glass slippers. Her name was Cinderella. And she was busy fixing her hair in front of the mirror for a ball. "Sinbad dear, do hurry," Cinderella called out. "We mustn't be late for the party, you know." "Cinderella, unless I find my cuff links, we don't go to the party," Sinbad called back. "And if we don't go to the party, I can never show my face on the boat again. And if I can never--" "Take that!" Edmond called.