Did I wake you? Is everything all right? No. There's been a slight incident. Incident?...

Mrs. Birch: Did I wake you? Jules Daly: Is everything all right? Mrs. Birch: No. There's been a slight incident. Jules Daly: Incident? Mrs. Birch: Mm-hmm. Abigail: [in the kitchen, with Jules' ruined ball gown, sobbing] I'm so sorry, miss. I didn't realize the iron was so hot. Jules Daly: It's okay, Abigail. It's okay. Mrs. Birch: I don't know what you're blubbering about. Miss Daly is the one with nothing to wear to the ball tonight. Paisley Winterbottom: What's that burning? [seeing the hole] Paisley Winterbottom: Oh, I say. Oh, that's a big one. Mrs. Birch: Thank you, Paisley, for your keen observation. Paisley Winterbottom: Well, what are we to do? All the village dress shops are have closed for Christmas. Mrs. Birch: We'll have to repair it as best we can. Jules Daly: Maybe this is a sign. Paisley Winterbottom: What do you mean? Jules Daly: I shouldn't go to the ball. Mrs. Birch: You can't be serious. Paisley Winterbottom: My dear Miss Daly, if it wasn't for you, there wouldn't even be a ball. Jules Daly: That's very kind of you to say, but... I think I'm gonna sit this one out.