[ Cats. Shitty princes. Pretty much the same thing really. They probably even leave little dead presents for him. Still, he doesn't know this kid. Not really. He remembers the laugh because that thing is pretty much impossible to forget for long. He remembers that gayass tiara too. But he doesn't remember the kid. ]

The fuck. I'm not your Boss. I don't know you, you damn brat. But you're in my chair. Get the fuck out of my chair. And while you're at it, you'll explain where the fuck I am. I know this is my dream, but I've never been here.

[ He remembers clearly all the most important things, like his chair. ]