Cinderella, of course
From Torg Adventure
Cinderella's beauty enchants you. You move toward her, your crisp cream uniform making the crowd part before you. At the last minute, she turns and sees you coming, her eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"May I have this dance, milady?" you ask, emphasizing the 'milady'.
Cinderella's eyes brightened as she nods her consent.
You take her hand and start dancing to the next waltz. You somehow know how to lead, and Cinderella dances wonderfully.