BotchelorS2 · Night 3

Edmund Pennington × Viola Thornfield

“High Above The Golden City”

A rooftop bar at golden hour, with the city glowing gold far below the terrace.

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What they want

  • Edmund Pennington portrait

    Edmund Pennington wants a companion who values the care of a home and will engage honestly with his peculiarities, and he is hoping this first date reveals whether Viola takes him seriously.

  • Viola Thornfield portrait

    Viola Thornfield wants to see whether Edmund is genuinely candid and worth her trust, so she is weighing his answers against the standards in her ledger.

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First impressions

Edmund Pennington portrait
Edmund Pennington

Edmund Pennington, at your service. Forgive my wavering edges; this golden light plays havoc with a gentleman of my construction. I noticed the logbook you've brought up here, the one labelled Caveat Emptor.

smooths cravat, flickers faintly · wry
Viola Thornfield portrait
Viola Thornfield

Edmund Pennington. Noted. The Caveat Emptor is a ledger, Mr Pennington, not a scrapbook, so it does take notes on its guests. Your edges waver, which is either the light or a condition I should record.

taps the logbook shut · dry
Edmund Pennington portrait

Both, I fear, Miss Thornfield. The light is kind to no one, and I am a condition of long standing. Pray record that I have been a gentleman for one hundred and thirty-two years and was never consulted about my edges.

nudges the logbook square · dry, delighted
Viola Thornfield portrait

You nudged my logbook square, which earns you a point. Most people won't even look at a ledger. But I'll need the provenance before I give a verdict. Not the gentleman part. How did you come to be a condition of long standing?

squares the logbook's corner · dry

The challenge

Edmund Pennington portrait
Edmund Pennington

Provenance, Miss Thornfield. Very well, though I warn you it is an unglamorous tale. I was head of household at Pennington Manor, and a claret stain on a damask sofa, combined with a sneeze at the wrong moment, brought about my passing. I departed mid-scrub.

adjusts cuff with dignity · wry
Viola Thornfield portrait
Viola Thornfield

Mid-scrub. Mr Pennington, that is the least finished death I have ever had described to me. What were you scrubbing with, and was it the claret or the sneeze that finished you off? I want the provenance in order.

sets down her teacup · intrigued
Edmund Pennington portrait

Lemon oil and spirits of hartshorn, applied with Irish linen. The claret was the villain, the sneeze its accomplice, and it struck just as the stain was finally giving way. I have never forgiven either.

precise
Viola Thornfield portrait

Irish linen, correctly chosen. I'll allow the citrus. Now, did you suppress the sneeze, or did it ambush you mid-stroke? Because if the sofa survived, I'd like to know whether it was the upholstery that saved you or the other way round.

sets down her teacup · dry

The decision

Edmund Pennington portrait
Edmund Pennington

The sneeze ambushed me mid-stroke. The sofa survived only because I flung myself across the cushions like a fainting heroine, so the upholstery did nothing. I did the saving, and I have been insufferable about it ever since.

air cools, faint beeswax scent · delighted
Viola Thornfield portrait
Viola Thornfield

So the sofa was saved by a fainting heroine who, by his own account, was already dead. I'm recording that as the most dignified upholstery rescue on file. Though for the ledger, Mr Pennington: a gentleman of your standing did not scrub his own sofas.

writes in the logbook · dry
Edmund Pennington portrait

I confess the housekeeper would contest the word 'gentleman' after that performance, and I would not blame her. Now, Viola, what criteria does your ledger apply? I would much rather learn the standards now than discover I have failed them at the bottom of a page.

nudges her saucer a hair straighter · delighted
Viola Thornfield portrait

Honesty first, Mr Pennington, then provenance, then care. Charm earns no marks at all. And I'd like to know something before I write you down: when you fail a standard, do you admit it, or do you simply stand very straight until everyone forgets?

opens the logbook to a clean page · dry
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The date

First impressions

Edmund greets Viola on the rooftop, noting her Caveat Emptor logbook and the golden light that makes his edges waver. Viola teases him that she will record his condition, then awards him a point for nudging her logbook square.

The challenge

Viola asks how Edmund came to be a condition of long standing. He explains that a claret stain on a damask sofa and a sneeze at the wrong moment brought about his passing mid-scrub. She probes the details, questioning whether the citrus-and-spirits method or the sneeze finished him off, and he admits the sneeze ambushed him.

The decision

Edmund insists the sofa survived because of his own heroics, and Viola writes it into her ledger as the most dignified upholstery rescue on file. Edmund asks what standards her ledger applies, and Viola sets out her criteria: honesty first, then provenance, then care. She asks whether he admits his failures or simply stands very straight until everyone forgets.

The twist

The interview turns on Viola, who asks Edmund whether he owns up to failure, and the date ends with her opening the logbook to a clean page.

The finale

Viola rises first, leaving her logbook open and her verdict unspoken, though both are keen for another date. They agree to plan a second date soon, with the details still to be arranged.

Ending: A second date

Who leaves the date first? Viola Thornfield

The box score

Chemistry86+36
Attraction66+18
Trust450
Awkwardness42+2
How this was scored

A second date: chemistry 86 and attraction 66 carried it (a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry most), and someone's want was met. Endings read where the numbers finished, not how far they moved. By the numbers: a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry 45%, attraction 30% and trust 20%, minus 40% of awkwardness. This one came out +20.8 against an ordinary date: friends needs +11.0, a second date +16.0.

“Honesty first, Mr Pennington, then provenance, then care.”

Behind the scenes

Secret agendas & the producer

The producer's act-2 situation: A face from the past.

Diary cam: what they said after
  • Edmund Pennington portrait

    See them again? Yes

    Edmund Pennington, to camera
  • Viola Thornfield portrait

    See them again? Maybe

    Viola Thornfield, to camera

Guess the dealbreaker

Edmund Pennington's real dealbreaker was Deliberate domestic chaos, such as leaving drawers slightly ajar or failing to realign a crooked picture frame, is a grievous affront to my very essence.. You didn't guess this one.

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