- Clotilda is a long tall glass of water...one inch taller than Bruce. Not. Good.
- Bruce is ambitious...read 'money hungry'. Clotilde's dad has promised to help Bruce buy himself a practice when the two get married.
Proposal Part II:
- (Stroking her wrist with his thumb) Now where were we?
- Oh yes, you finally fell in love with me...I was afraid I was to be cast in the role of 'good friend' forever.
- I've loved you for a long time - since before you and Bruce became an item.
Proposal Part III:
- Drive down to his folks home in Dorset.
- Find a quiet place in the garden with NO PHONE.
- Will you marry me? We'll live in London and go down to your old family home on the weekends with the kids and....
- Whoa, cowboy! I haven't said yes and we're already talking kids?
- Marry me?
- There's nothing in the world I'd rather do.
- We need to make up for those three wasted years....
|(slightly gratuitous Richard Armitage, |
as if there could be such a thing...)
Food: chicken in a basket, vol-au-vent financiere, tournedos, Saute Massena, sherry trifle, smoked eel, roast pheasant with vegetables, with a gigantic and very ornate ice cream for dessert. Globe artichokes in a piquant sauce, lobster Newburg, mushrooms with chopped truffles, Waldorf salad, Ananas Fiona, angels on horseback.
Fashion: Long silver-grey jersey with sequins on the jacket, wool dress and fur jacket, brown and coral patterned silk jersey. Dress for the hospital ball: pale grey silk dusted with silvery stars. Mary Evans wears a green dress with a lot of sequins, far too skimpy and low necked.