Spoilers: S01E02
After a few weeks with Jeeves, it seemed to Bertie that having a steady house life with a charming hand of a wife wouldn't be as bad as it seemed before. His heart seemed warmed up with the order and care around him, therefore he looked around for a wife, someone he could share his newfound comfort with.
Bobby popped up in that exact moment and she seemed like a perfect match. She was cheerful and always ready for a laugh. That was all Bertie ever wanted from his company, to have a good laugh.
As they drove to the golf tournament, Bertie felt so good about his prospect plans that he shared them with Jeeves. From Jeeves' tone, it was easy to hear his disapproving of Bertie's choice of the lady.
They drove on in silence after Bertie asserted his determination but his good mood was gone. He couldn't understand why Jeeves wouldn't approve of his choice.
"It's time to speak frankly," he said to Jeeves as he sat down to put on his golf shoes.
Jeeves complied and was frank as ever concluding that Bobby needs a commanding and strong husband. Those were the qualities Bertie would use to describe himself so he marched on satisfied.
As he stood on the golf course between Jeeves and Bobby, he couldn't but notice Jeeves' profile at the edge of his vision. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Jeeves is disapproving of him. On the other side, he avoided to look straight at Bobby but he couldn't stop thinking of her and searching for a hidden flaw on her, the one he couldn't see.
All of that made him lose his focus and generally be clumsy as hell. He hated being clumsy when he expected to be victorious.
That day he was anything but victorious. The following day things got worse when the hidden flaw of Bobby revealed itself. She was more than willing to include him in her practical jokes but also didn't hesitate to put him on the receiving end of her poking stick.
He was angry at her but at the same time relieved that he discovered her flaws on time.
Unfortunately, that didn't help him with avoiding her next scheme which resulted in losing Aunt Agatha's dog.
He felt such glee when he retrieved him back with the help of Jeeves' plan.
"Tell me Jeeves, were you always like this or did it come on suddenly?" he asked referring to his smarts.
"Well, my mother thought of me intelligent, sir," Jeeves answered simply.
"You can't go by that. My mother thought of me intelligent," Bertie answered jokingly but the bell rang before Jeeves could reply.
The new trouble came in and the dog seemed lost again. Bertie felt such horror when it was taken again. The things happened so quickly that he forgot to get angry at Jeeves for calling him eccentric. All that was left was a sense of relief that he dodged that bullet.
It took him a while to retrace all his steps and to try to figure out when Jeeves bought a second dog to give to that obnoxious child who wanted to have Aunt Agatha's dog.
Jeeves' mind worked so quickly that it seemed like a marvel.
He said as much to his favourite aunt Dahlia. Aunt Dahlia was the one to listen to his stories from time to time and she also did refer to him as her favourite nephew.
Sadly, she was quick to catch on Jeeves' usability and soon Bertie was up on a stage singing at the top of his voice feeling the bird in the air. Luckily it didn't spread rotten tomatoes on him that evening.
In the morning, when he found out the way Jeeves managed to turn a losing situation in Aunt Dahlia's favour he felt overwhelmed with gratitude toward Jeeves. All seemed well with the world, his aunt was satisfied, his favourite cousin Angela happy, his friend Tuppy safely engaged and he was free of engaging himself off to Bobby.
He wanted to respond somehow to Jeeves for all of that but found words couldn't express it. Then he spotted the edge of his plus six-trousers to which Jeeves took offence against and thought that could do the trick.
"Thank you, sir," said Jeeves with warmth in his voice and Bertie knew that he was right. "It will be a wrench at first but you'll feel better for it."
Bertie didn't feel the wrench at all, what he felt was satisfaction.