"I'm going to go upstairs and unpack. I'll see you two gentlemen at dinner." Eliza says as she rises gracefully.

This gives Colonel Pickering his chance to question his friend about Eliza. "All right, Higgins, tell me what's happened. Your whole demeanour has changed. Do you love Eliza? Have you fallen for her?"

"No! Yes! I don't know! I'm so confused!" Henry says putting his head in his hands.

"I can see that Higgins, but that is not like you. You're usually so level-headed. What happened?" Colonel Pickering asks again.

"I fell in love with her last night. Not at the ball, but after when I came downstairs to collect my slippers and she admitted she was scared about leaving. She seemed so vulnerable, but then she cut me to the heart when she returned that ring and I threw it at her. I started falling for her in Brighton. That's why I bought her the ring, but I was too stupid to recognize it at the time. She made me regain my humanity something I'd denied myself for years. She helped me learn more about myself. She is my world and when I told her I couldn't do without her I meant it in more ways than I was telling her. I can't believe this is happening to me at this time in my life or at all truth be told. Love wasn't in my plans for life and I'm now finding myself more than willing to include Eliza in my life plans. What am I going to do? This is not my area of expertise after all." Henry says as he paces up and down the sitting room.

"You're asking the wrong person, Higgins. I know nothing about matters of the heart." Pickering says watching Higgins incredulously.

"Surely you were in love once Pickering. Give me some tips. How do I win Eliza over? I'm not exactly her favourite person." Higgins says as he slumps into a chair.

"I was in love once, but I never told her. I'm useless in this matter, Higgins. Are you sure you want to win Eliza over? You told me you weren't the marrying type and now you're accepting this whole-heartedly. Your mother will be happy though." Pickering says teasingly.

"Oh god don't you dare tell her when we go to that party tomorrow night. She'll never let me live it down. She predicted this would happen. I hate it when she gloats and when she's right." Henry says as he runs his hands over his face.

"You'd better pull yourself together before dinner, Higgins, or Eliza will know something's bothering you. She knows you too well. I won't tell your mother until we know whether this is going to work or not." Pickering says trying to make Higgins see sense. He's clearly not seeing any sense at the moment.

"I've got some work to do before I tell my mother anything. I've got to get Eliza to see me as something more than her teacher. I might be a tough sell; after all she knows everything about me." Henry says as he pours himself a glass of port.

"She doesn't know you love her. She was flirting with you earlier you know." Pickering says piquing Higgins' interest.

"We didn't teach her how to flirt! Where did she learn to flirt? I bet my mother taught her what to do." Henry says as he savours his port and swirls it across his tongue. He needs the reality of a drink. He's never really understood women.

"Some things don't need to be taught. Women seem to know inherently how to flirt." Pickering says knowingly.

"When was she flirting with me?" Higgins asks his mind finally registering what Pickering said about Eliza flirting with him. He's not picking up on things as quickly as usual.

"She was flirting with you when she was kneeling by your chair. The only other time she was ever that close to you was when the two of you were dancing. She was totally oblivious to me in those moments. She was totally enthralled with you. She loves you, Higgins, I'm sure of it. Make your move." Pickering says making Higgins very nervous.