Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For whatever reason, that would be you at the moment.

And rightly so.

[chuckles softly]

My thoughts exactly.

I see we have much to learn.

I assure you all, everything is in order.

-Number eight? -Yes.

It seems you have not been straightforward with me.

Good day, Mother.

I am looking for perfection, mother

bored by the lack of any real gossip.

Yes. Now, never mind her.

Then my mistress thanks you for your services.

[horse whinnies]

Best of luck to you, Brother.

I do not believe I have yet made an introduction.

Father's betrothal ring.

Lady Delilah has beautiful manners,

after each and every sip, to be sure.

-Apologies. -[Edwina] Kate!

No offense, Sister, but you are the last person she'd like to see.

Spitting image of his father.

You do not seem discomposed by my line of questioning.

Truly, I cannot say I will long for any of this.

I see no need to go through all of that again

Come, Sister. The cakes at these occasions are surprisingly good.

[Penelope laughs]

to navigate this lion's den. I am sure Edwina's absence

-I would rather die. -[gasps]

without any of the expectations popularity brings.

I see you've met Miss Edwina. This is--

If you are to catch the queen's eye after that interruption, you must be perfection.

-[Penelope sighs] -I may have an opening--

You may be cavalier, but if I must leg-shackle myself in marriage,

[panting softly]

why you have truly come to London with your sister?

Are we to empty our own chamber pots too?

for a lady's dance card to be filled with all of the right names.

so, it's really a bargain.

That is not what we are doing.

now she is back, reporting on the same old things.

It is a delightful surprise to see you in attendance.

That must be her.

Who else could dress these delicate debutantes for the season?

Missing my dear, dear, very dead husband.

The Viscount Bridgerton's own mama

with Eloise's dress last night, Madame Delacroix.

No. But how happy for him that he can simply decide to do that.

The duke flaunts his mistresses.

Does one not need actual competition for a race?

[sighs] The dowager is more formidable than I imagined.

We shall have our diamond tonight, and I shall have a wife.

Shaken to the bone, in fact, by…

That is precisely why I shield her. Because I know her.

Lady Danbury. A delightful soiree, as expected.

Viscount Bridgerton.

Not particularly. And all the young ladies looked the same. Like ladies.

before he makes his mess all over these fine carpets?

Four. Or five. No. Perhaps six.