Carrie:"Well, it's the 21st century, baby! Like it?"
Cleopatra:"Everything seems so strange... so different."
Carrie:"Well, I know, but if you help a girl out, I'll shoot you right back to whatever sand dune you came from."
Cleopatra:"I am Queen Cleopatra! No one speaks to me in this manner!"
Carrie:"Oh! I'm sorry, Queen. No disrespect intended. I just haven't rubbed elbows with royalty before."
Cleopatra:"I see. And what is it you wish of me?"
Carrie:"Well, I'd really like to know what your beauty secrets are. Clearly, you're doing something that works, and girls this day and age would love to know what it is."
Cleopatra:"My beauty secrets... Now, why should I tell you my beauty secrets?"
Carrie:"Uh... 'cause you're a nice person? Listen, what can it hurt? I mean, you've been dead for thousands of years."
Cleopatra:"I can never grant a wish without being paid tribute. What is it you offer?"
Carrie:"Uh... I, I don't know. I mean, what would make you happy?"
Cleopatra:"You are quite beautiful yourself. Your tribute would be... to please me."
Carrie:"Please you? You mean, like... please you?"