"Never has she spoken what she really feels, or wants to say. Out, rage!–it‘s a drug. A truth drug! Laughter bubbled up in her and she had to put her hands over her mouth to actually stop it from escaping. It came out as a croak–as if Surendra had cursed her to become a fat frog. A Frog Princess in need of kissing. She liked it. She decided that after the Kashmir hotel opened, she would find a prince brave enough to do it."