Cassandra:
[the girls have just nearly escaped the Black Rocks and the old bridge has crumbled over the cliff]
See? I told you I'd get you in and out without anyone knowing. Piece of cake.
Rapunzel:
Piece of cake? Uh, did you see the 70 feet of "my father's going to kill me" growing from my head?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:56