Dimitri: If you ever see me from a carriage again... don't wave... don't smile. I don't want to be in love with someone I can't have.... for the rest of my life. Goodbye Your Majesty. (bows and walks away) Anya: (follows) I always dreamed that my first kiss would be in Paris with a handsome prince. Dimitri: (turns) I'm not your prince, Anya. Anya: (rushes toward him, grabs suitcase and stands on it) The Grand Dutchess Anastasia Romanov would beg to disagree.... Dima. (kisses him)