Also the soothing presence of Daffodil, a camp and exquisite young Norwegian whom everyone immediately pings as very British indeed.
RORY: My party was a disaster! Everything which could go wrong, went wrong! How can I possibly show my face again?
DAFFODIL: Nonsense, darling, no-one will talk of anything else for years. Everyone else is spitting feathers not to have brought it off. Now suppose I make you a lovely cup of tea?