-Why are you not married?
>Er... (tip your banquet chalice into the river) Oh look I am so clumsy, I... I am so sorry, I will have to get another...>Tip the contents of your cup into Lady Blanche's face>QM: roll 1d6>Desperately dart your eyes around, try and see if Millicent is looking at you, whilst stammering incoherently>Excuse me. I just incinerated a centaur. Now I am trying to decide if I should keep this severed hand dripping in blood, or this interesting multidimensional cogwheel machine instead. Maybe I shall just have to burn everything. Good day. (Walk off)>>5695906>>5695907>>5695858>(Try and distract) ah, Lady Blanche - I greatly admired your speech the other day at the BITCH Society. What is the position of the Benevolent Institute on the matter of universal suffrage, and votes for women?>(Accuse menacingly) I saw you with Ashby Duncoombe-Carrington. Consorting with the enemy, hm? I would never have imagined him to be to your taste, he is far from handsome.>>5687038>>5687592>Is Beatrice here? There is something I need to tell her...>How shocking that Lord Huntingtower and Cyril Darnay were not invited! I did have something to relate to them, concerning Miss Beatrice Wentworth... perhaps I could confide in you instead, Lady Blanche...>Write-in some other scintillating conversational rejoinder 