[Cinderella's ears are pressed flat back. Her head rises away from her trough at the noise.
When she leans back in with a high gasp on hearing at least one distinct, familiar scream, it is clear that she is wearing a pair of red cat's eye glasses.]
Mister Julien?!
Ohh good heavens -- ! Where is everybody?
[Her voice creeps up to the edge of a demanding, shouting neigh.] What's going on?!
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When she leans back in with a high gasp on hearing at least one distinct, familiar scream, it is clear that she is wearing a pair of red cat's eye glasses.]
Mister Julien?!
Ohh good heavens -- ! Where is everybody?
[Her voice creeps up to the edge of a demanding, shouting neigh.] What's going on?!