Clementine regarded the frog with suspicion. It was getting rather tedious searching for someone to sweep her away from her glamorous yet humdrum life.
"Maybe you will the one?" she asked herself quietly as she pouted her lips in anticipation.
"Well, 'ere goes nothing!" she exclaimed to no one in particular as she planted a delicate, hopeful kiss right on the nose of the slimy frog...
Just keep trying Clementine, you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your Prince after all