Enjoying yourself? Oh. Um... I was just admiring your urn. I see. Well, you know me and...

Ashton Prince of Castlebury: Enjoying yourself? Jules Daly: Oh. Um... I was just admiring your urn. Ashton Prince of Castlebury: I see. Jules Daly: Well, you know me and antiques. Can't keep my hands off them. I didn't break this one, though. Um... I'm trying very hard not to be an embarrassment. Ashton Prince of Castlebury: What do you mean? Jules Daly: I overheard you and Edward in the study. I know you didn't want to invite me tonight. The crass girl with no title or fortune. Ashton Prince of Castlebury: Oh, no. You misunderstand. Father was talking about Bunny McCracken. Jules Daly: Who? Ashton Prince of Castlebury: Well, she's a dreadful, grisly sort of woman. Despises children. And senior citizens. [gesturing over his shoulder] Ashton Prince of Castlebury: She's over there. Jules Daly: [seeing who he means] Well, that's a relief. Not that she's grisly, but, um... Ashton Prince of Castlebury: Jules, well, you must know that... well, perhaps you don't, but the truth is, I hold you in the highest possible regard. I couldn't care less about your title. I find you funny, smart, and surprisingly funky, which is a rare combination. [the orchestra stops and begins a new song] Ashton Prince of Castlebury: I believe they're playing our song. Jules Daly: We don't have a song. Ashton Prince of Castlebury: We do now. [taking her hand, he leads her onto the dance floor]