"Elizabeth, would you like some more lamb?"
"No, thank you, Darcy."
"How about gravy?"
"No, thanks."
Caroline was fuming.
That Elizabeth is so cheap, trying too hard to get my Fitzwilliam's attention!
"Will, sweetheart, may I have some gravy please?" *Bats eyelashes*
"Sure, Caroline. Here."
Darcy passed her the gravy boat carelessly as he was distracted by Elizabeth's presence.
He let go before Caroline had it securely in her hands.
The gravy spilt all over the table and dripped onto Caroline's lap.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh! That's HOT!"
"Sorry, Caroline. My bad. You can change into another orange dress."