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Mr. Darcy: How are you this evening, my dear? 
Elizabeth Bennet: Very well… although I wish you would not call me “my dear.” 
Mr. Darcy: [chuckles] Why? 
Elizabeth Bennet: Because it’s what my father always calls my mother when he’s cross about something. 
Mr. Darcy: What endearments am I allowed? 
Elizabeth Bennet: Well let me think…”Lizzy” for every day, “My Pearl” for Sundays, and…”Goddess Divine”… but only on *very* special occasions. 
Mr. Darcy: And… what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy…? 
Elizabeth Bennet: No! No. You may only call me “Mrs. Darcy”… when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy. 
Mr. Darcy: [he snickers] Then how are you this evening… Mrs. Darcy? 
[kisses her on the forehead
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy… 
[kisses her on the right cheek
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy… 
[kisses her on the nose
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy… 
[kisses her on the left cheek
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy… 

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