"And to what," said I, "do I owe this? You had a fit and pranced about, you prittled and prattled and flapped all about. You twirled and you stomped and you glared and you almost, almost shouted. You pouted and sulked and for what, do you even remember?"
"Yes mommy queen," said the prince. "I did. And I don't remember why. But just let me give you a gentle lovely kiss."
"What would you do with this kiss, you know my answer and though I love nothing more than for my prince to kiss my cheek, I don’t for a second believe your dance is over."
"Just one kiss mommy queen, just one. Take three steps forward, three steps sideways and one little hop. Just one kiss I want to give."
I took three steps forward, three steps to the side, one little hop and a kiss I did receive.
And that is how the prissiest prince who ever pranced had a mother who was a frog.