Lizzie: So I have good news and bad news. Or bad news and bad news, depending on how you look at it. 

First, the good news. It's Bing Lee's birthday! Yaaaayyyy! So his family is coming to town to throw him a party to celebrate. [An out-of-shot George puts a feather behind her head, which Lizzie ignores] Yay. Their last party was fun...especially for Jane. 

But the bad news is [George tries to tickle her with the feather again] that they didn't just invite us. They invited all the grown ups-and, yes, that includes my mother. It's going to take some doing to keep all interested parties away from our embarrassing mother. So I thought I'd plan ahead. 

[She takes out a whiteboard and beings to write]

My name is Lizzie Bennet, and...[George tickles her again] do that one more time and I will kill you, George! 

[She tries again]

My name is Lizzie Bennet, and I am drawing up a battle plan. 

[Intro plays]

[George, now on-screen, tries to tickle her with the feather again]

Lizzie: I told you you could stay if you didn't interrupt me!

George: Oh. I see how it is. And just when my feathers were starting to like you. It's over. 

Lizzie: Oh, just when I was thinking of asking you to be my plus one to Bing's. 

George: Oh.

Lizzie: Oh, I forgot. Darcy will be there. Is it terrible of me to want you there anyway?

George: Nah, it's not terrible, we just...we've got to be prepared. 

Lizzie: Which means: having a plan! 

[She turns back to the whiteboard]

Lizzie: Bing's expecting to see Jane. My mother's expecting to see them married within the month. I don't see how she won't destroy any semblance of-

George [interrupts]: Oh! You should have him throw a party within a party. 

Lizzie: I don't follow. 

George: Well, there could be, like, an area where the parents are, and then there can be an area where the real party is.

Lizzie: Hmm. There is plenty of room in that house. You know, she may already be on top of that, but I'll check with Caroline. 

Either way, you're coming with me, even though Darcy will be there?

George: Oh, Darcy couldn't stop me from coming. But if he doesn't want to see me, I think he's the one that should stay away. 

Lizzie: Are you sure?

George: I wouldn't be anywhere else. 

[Jane enters]

Jane: Lizzie...[seeing George] oh! George! Excuse me! I'm so sorry!

George: Aw, don't be on my account. 

Jane: Um, I just wanted to see if you thought this was okay for the party? 

George: Ah, that's my cue to leave. 

Jane: No!

Lizzie: You don't have to go. 

George: Ah, I've got people to do and things to see. I'll see you at the party. [He kisses her cheek and gets up to leave, gesturing for Jane to take his chair.]

Jane: Aw, thank you. 

George [putting his arms around the sisters]: Ladies and gentlemen, the Bennet sisters. 

Jane: He seems to really like you. And he's sweet. I feel so bad. 

Lizzie: Don't! It's not like he's going off to war. We'll see him again soon. 

Jane: No, no, not that. I keep thinking about what happened with his college scholarship and trust. I just can't believe that Darcy would deny it to him.

Lizzie: Well, he did. 

Jane: But why would Darcy be so vindictive? His own father wanted George to have it. 

Lizzie: Why does Darcy do anything? Oh my goodness, Jane! Is it possible there's someone who's actually unpleasant and not just tragically misunderstood?

Jane: Ha, ha. I just can't believe that Darcy would be so petty, any more than I would call George a liar. I don't know what to think.

Lizzie: Um, yes you do.

Jane: Oh, why would Darcy and Bing be friends? 

Lizzie: You can find out at the party! See, this is why we need a plan of attack. Step 1: look amazing. You've already got that covered.

Jane: Oh, thank you.

Lizzie: Step 2: You enjoy the evening with Bing while Mom is encircled in a trap of the other parents. I'm with Wickham... things will look good as long as Lydia doesn't come make a surprise attack. Outcome, we all have a good time. You got it?

Jane: I like the part where I finally get to spend an evening with Bing again. I didn't rally follow the rest... is that a chicken?

Lizzie: That's not... uh! How do you get a chicken, look... oh look! There's the head.

Jane: Mm hmm.

Lizzie: Let's just have a good time.

Jane: Good plan!

[outro plays]