The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

So it's just me today.

Charlotte is meeting with a prospective client—

Yes, she's working on a Sunday. Again.

—and she thought that me sitting in a corner

talking to a video camera would be off-putting.

But! In my continuing quest to spend as much time as possible

with my since-fetuses best friend, I'm going to be right here

waiting for her when she gets back to the office.

Which hopefully won't take too long, as Ricky just returned from Canada

where he was visiting with his fiancée.

I’m still not really sure what to make of that.

But his return does set into motion a chain of events that could change my life forever.

My name is Lizzie Bennet, and tomorrow, I dine with royalty.

Okay, I’m not really dining with royalty, but we are having dinner with Ricky Collins’s

venture capitalist that he just can't stop talking about.

Catherine de Bourgh. Which, you know, kind of sounds like royalty.

Something about having “de” before your last name… Lizzie de Bennet?

Anyway, I am admittedly a little nervous about this dinner.

I mean, the way Ricky talks about Catherine makes her

seem like the most important and influential person in the universe.

And she does sound like a pretty impressive woman.

This could be an opportunity to learn from someone

who has achieved so much in their career. You know, besides…

- Hello! - Where did you come from?

- Winnipeg, Manitoba. - That’s not what I meant.

Well, the reason I have not been present at Collins and Collins recently

is because I have been otherwise engaged.

And by engaged, I realize that you would deduce that I am promised to be married;

but it is actually a double entendre, for I was visiting

my lovely fiancée in Winnipeg, Manitoba.

- Well. That’s… - And I have found Manitoba

to be quite an exquisite province of Canada—

So exquisite that I intend to extend my next stay for more than simply a few days.

- And to spend more time with your fiancée? - Oh! Yes. Her as well.

So… what do you think of the offices?

Oh! They’re very nice. Very… officey.

This is obviously not the superlative section of the office.