Greta stops trying to hide her smile, though it's far more embarrassed than proud. It doesn't make for a very thrilling tale when all is said and done. "It only happened twice," she says with a sheepish flap of her hand.
"Thrice if you count Rapunzel," Angus chimes in, unhelpfully.
Greta gives him a look. "She wasn't royalty at the time."
"So we were just impersonating royalty, then," he says with a broad grin, entirely shameless.
"Wh-!" Greta starts. The question of how Angus even knows all of this is in the back of her mind, but at the forefront are her surprise and exasperation over all his cheerful undercutting. The back-and-forth feels a little too familiar - she could almost be arguing with her husband - but Angus is less... inhibited.
Is this what her husband felt like when he argued with her? Perish the thought.
She sighs. "I only lied to the Prince because he was looking for Cinderella and she didn't want him to find her," she explains to Iman, ignoring her ridiculous dog-thing for the moment. "I was doing the woman a favor." A rather inexplicable favor, or so she'd thought at the time. "And with Rapunzel, I just... needed some of her hair, so I put on a deep voice for a moment, so she'd let it down." Giving Angus a pointed look, she adds, "It was hardly an impersonation." She's still surprised it worked at all.
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"Thrice if you count Rapunzel," Angus chimes in, unhelpfully.
Greta gives him a look. "She wasn't royalty at the time."
"So we were just impersonating royalty, then," he says with a broad grin, entirely shameless.
"Wh-!" Greta starts. The question of how Angus even knows all of this is in the back of her mind, but at the forefront are her surprise and exasperation over all his cheerful undercutting. The back-and-forth feels a little too familiar - she could almost be arguing with her husband - but Angus is less... inhibited.
Is this what her husband felt like when he argued with her? Perish the thought.
She sighs. "I only lied to the Prince because he was looking for Cinderella and she didn't want him to find her," she explains to Iman, ignoring her ridiculous dog-thing for the moment. "I was doing the woman a favor." A rather inexplicable favor, or so she'd thought at the time. "And with Rapunzel, I just... needed some of her hair, so I put on a deep voice for a moment, so she'd let it down." Giving Angus a pointed look, she adds, "It was hardly an impersonation." She's still surprised it worked at all.