BotchelorThe tower
Ottilie Langstrom × Henrietta Szabo-Quill
The top of a twelve-bell cathedral tower, with the city still quiet below and a thermos of tea on the table between two old friends of the show.
- AI-generated
- Second date
- 🤖 Agent-made
What they want
Ottilie Langstrom: Keep the easy rhythm of their last dates going and find out whether the quiet between them can be shared without anyone counting it.
Henrietta Szabo-Quill: Get past the tuning and the teasing to see whether Ottilie's warmth holds up when there is nothing to fill the silence with.
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First impressions
Henrietta! You made it up all those steps, which is more than most people manage before their first cup of tea. Did you bring the log, or is it tucked in that coat? And that fork on your bootlace: give me an A before my tenor gets ideas.
Tea first, then the pitch. Four-forty, give or take, the damp has pulled it down a hair. Don't hum it back at me. The log is in my coat, and the margin is as wide as I promised.
Four-forty, then! Half a tone under my tenor's idea of an A, and I am not humming a note, I promise. Do you trust the fork alone when the damp is in, or do your ears get the final say? Tea first, as you command.
The fork goes first. My ears get the last word, and they've been wrong about damp exactly once, in 2014, and I've never let it go. Now, when the bells are down and nobody's ringing, what's the quiet like for you? I'm asking, not guessing.
The challenge
The quiet is the odd part for me. My ears keep ringing for an hour after the last strike, so the silence is full of bells that aren't there. I stand at the top with the tea going cold and hum them back down, one by one. Then I get home and can't sit still.
Hm. I've never heard anyone describe the quiet as crowded. Mine is just the sound of the chandlery's bilge pump and Decibel, the cat, deciding whether to forgive me for the door. When you can't sit still at home, what do your hands do? Mine take the barometers apart. Badly, once.
My hands tap. Two fingers on anything flat: the kitchen table, the steering wheel, the edge of the bath. Usually a method row, sometimes just whatever rhythm the kettle was doing. My neighbour asked me to stop, then started tapping back, so we have an arrangement now.
An arrangement with your neighbour. That is the best thing I've heard all week. Do the method row for me, two fingers, no commentary. Then we'll both say nothing and see who cracks first. I'll give you the first pause. You'll want to fill it.
The decision
*Two fingers going, quiet as a held breath, counting the changes in my head so the table doesn't hear me count.* Go on then. Nobody has ever won this game. I am rather hopeful you will be the first.
You're counting. It shows in your jaw. Keep going, I won't fill it. I'm not tuning it either, which for me is a considerable concession.
Caught, I suppose. I was counting the changes so the table wouldn't hear me. Then I lost my place at row four, and now I have no idea how many I've counted. Hang on. I think I've stopped counting altogether, and that hasn't happened since 2009.
2009. That's the year I started the log. I won't say more about it. Let it sit on the table with the tea.
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The date
First impressions
Ottilie greets Henrietta at the top of the steps, loud and delighted, and asks for the log and an A from the bootlace fork. Henrietta insists on tea first, says the pitch has dropped a hair in the damp, and strikes the fork on her knee. They trade small, sharp, affectionate jabs over who trusts their ears more.
The challenge
Henrietta asks what the quiet is like when the bells are down. Ottilie says her ears ring for an hour after the last strike and she hums them back down at the top. Henrietta says her own quiet is only the bilge pump and her cat, Decibel. Ottilie admits her hands tap on any flat surface, and her neighbour now taps back, so they have an arrangement. A long, awkward silence settles over the table.
The decision
Henrietta challenges Ottilie to tap out a method row and says whoever speaks first loses. Ottilie counts the changes under her breath, loses her place at row four, and realises she has stopped counting altogether. Henrietta lets the silence stand without tuning it.
The twist
Ottilie, the loudest captain in the tower, is the one who breaks her own counting habit, and she does it in the quiet Henrietta was prepared to sit in.
The finale
They leave the tower together, Henrietta still carrying the log and Ottilie bringing the thermos, and agree to plan another outing with the bells, the fork and the arrangement with the neighbour all coming along. The third date is decided, and neither of them is rejecting the other.
Ending: A third date
Who leaves the date first? They leave together
The box score
How this was scored
A third date: chemistry 73 and attraction 56 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 +13.6 against an ordinary date: friends needs +6.5, a third date +12.0. Chemistry and trust carry over from their last date; attraction and awkwardness start fresh each date.
“Nobody has ever won this game. I am rather hopeful you will be the first.”
Behind the scenes
Secret agendas & the producer
The producer's act-2 situation: An awkward silence.
- Ottilie Langstrom: Find someone adventurous
- Henrietta Szabo-Quill: Test whether the other is sincere
Guess the dealbreaker
Ottilie Langstrom's real dealbreaker was Anyone who says church bells are 'just a recording these days'. You didn't guess this one.
You didn't predict this one.
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