The King:
You must spin for me just one more night then I will make you my wife.
The Wizard:
Wife? Uh, I mean to say, oh your wife?
The King:
My queen!
The Wizard:
The miller's daughter, my lord, your queen?
The King:
Yes, you toothless rube, where else am I going to meet a girl who is richer?
The Wizard:
[dignity stricken]
I have teeth, sire.
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