The Cinderella Experience

Ellen wandered the park for a bit before finding a small shack with the words “The Cinderella Experience” written in gold cursive lettering. The attendant was waiting expectantly, a college age man in Ren Faire garb.

“What type of ride is this?” Ellen asked.

“It’s an experience,” the attendant said gesturing in a showman’s Way towards the sign. “Every night the Magic Kingdom has a ball that guests can attend. One lucky soul is chosen to be Cinderella for the day.”

“That sounds really wonderful,” she said turning to leave.

“You know you are the first person to come to The Cinderella Experience today.” the attendant interrupted extending his hand towards her. “What do you say?”