[Bleck, he could have at least gotten a whole wheat roll, but... meh. She barely knows the guy. She starts leading him up the drink aisle.]

Her father thinks this is a terrible idea, but she reassures him and persuades him, and because she's so beautiful smart and talented she gets her wish and is married to the sultan. After they spend the night together, she begs him to let her say goodbye to her kid sister. The sultan's taken by her beauty and charm, and all the more disgusted and angry with her for it, but she's his Grand Vizer's daughter, he can at least let her say goodbye to her sister, right? So he summons "D" into the royal bedchamber and the sisters embrace, and "D" is like, "Oh, Scheherazade, won't you tell me just one more story? It would be such a comfort to me..."

So Scheherazade turns to get the sultan's permission by bowing low on the ground, and the guy's ego is gratified that she knows her rightful place, and so gives her permission to tell the tale. And so Scheherazade starts spinning this wonderful story about magic and honor and power and greed, and just as she gets to the best part? Dawn. Time for her beheading! She stops talking right in the middle.