Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Apparently not, if I require your further elaboration.
Yes, quite. [chuckles ironically]
It is not.
[both laughing]
My family and I are exceptionally close.
Uh… Well, thank--
as you have already made abundantly clear.
to come and take you home.
but it is your Daphne who has the face.
but I shall wear the white and silver instead.
I have never understood why.
[frustrated sigh]
You look exceedingly familiar to me, my lord.
Or is it "Your Grace"?
It stirs the passions and moves the spirit,
That is not my point.
You're foolish.
or perhaps intangible…
How very sad.
why was your piece not skyed?
What time do you have?
[crowd applauding]
How foolish of me to ever even wonder about such things.
That one should marry one's dearest friend.
[crowd murmuring]
[Anthony sighs]
We will have to do this again sometime.
[Daphne] Of course it was you.
How does one manage to make such an unbecoming sound while laughing?
You must simply marry the man who feels like your dearest friend.
I would not worry, Lady Bridgerton. Look at them.
Nor tomorrow, nor any longer, for that matter.
Did you know I purchased my first landau when I left Oxford?
[Penelope sighs]
-Then what could your intentions be? -Respectful. Might we leave it there?
The drawings in that sketchbook were abominable.
Miss Bridgerton is far from a fool.
there are other things…
much larger than most others in the area.
Perhaps a small one.
And Lord Hardy is a fine option.
and you clearly do not understand the gravity of your situation.
I could not stand to look at them.
The duke grew up…
is still waiting on the only suitor of note.
-And so Anthony Bridgerton… -Mm.
Then you are just being cruel,