Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Does that mean I shall see you later on tonight?
My mistress is willing to take an even ten.
I have no maid.
What my mistress wants, she gets.
She would keep saying how well it complemented her complexion.
-You could say I collapsed. -[chuckles]
You would be wise to reconsider
[breathing heavily]
Oh, pity.
[Eloise] Ah. Pen!
lofty intentions to marry,
Though, I was expecting another?
Lawks, I thought you weren't coming.
-I despise you. -[chuckling]
A pleasing face, an acceptable wit,
How could they not?
[Varley sighs]
You do know, Eloise, that you might enjoy the next ball
Wooing the piece will be a different story, indeed.
I…
scheduling neural crest meetings Must be an overporliferation thing...
People are watching, my dear. You are clearly upset--
[clears throat]
[clears throat]
resorting to more forgeries and half-truths, Miss Sharma.
will certainly make a match that will be the envy of the ton.
until she fell in love with and married some kind of clerk, I hear.
[exhales deeply]
Your ring. When you get the chance, I need it.
and refine your circle of friends.
and Miss Eloise Bridgerton.
What is that?
No one truly notices me.
-Ow! Watch my feet! -Might we be done?
I shall spoil them exceedingly. You do know that, yes?
for the upcoming season.
with regard to Edwina's match.
only hope they like me tonight.
[quacking]
But don't worry, I've started taking care of things.
Is that what that was?
I never thought of it that way.
[Lady Whistledown] Dearest gentle reader.
you are constantly disappointing people just by walking into a room.
I declare a bee might mistake me for the real thing.
Indeed. There will be a mire to wade through
Simply locate a stationary object and keep your eyes set.
As did mine.
The gardens here are so lovely.
-[coin clinks] -[clattering]
But only if Edwina marries properly.
And I even took the liberty of having your possessions
The Marquis of Ashdown.
-My darling girl. -[breathes shakily]
this author must wonder
Of course, Your Majesty.
The Earl of Gloucester. His wife recently died of influenza.
You get to keep the surplus for your rapid service.
I do not think she's very good.
But you were.
Your secret is safe. I shall not tell a soul.
You, too, will soon submit to this ridiculous rigmarole of courtship.
how would you deal with that?
only for my sister, who, indeed, stands quite tall
[scoffs lightly]
Consider it yours for the season.