Violet Bridgerton: It is my husband's birthday today. Was. Would be. Would have been. Edmund's birthday would've been today. I'm so sorry.

Lady Danbury: Why are you sorry?

Violet Bridgerton: He liked his birthday. He liked to celebrate, and I would make him hats. Out of paper. The kind of hats that had been made for me when I was a child. My father made me these birthday hats, and no one had ever done that for him, so I did it. I gave him childish birthdays, and... they made him so happy. I constructed these... oh, elaborate, wonderful hats, and he would wear them the entire day. He looked ridiculous in them. And we would laugh... I do not like today. It reminds me that there are no hats to make.

Lady Danbury: You are most fortunate.

Violet Bridgerton: Fortunate?

Lady Danbury: Yes.

Violet Bridgerton: I fear I must have misheard you. I am... I am fortunate?

Lady Danbury: You may not like today. But trust me. You are most fortunate.