Dani Eseque

“Eloise,” Penelope said, somewhat breathless from trying to shake off
Hyacinth.
“Penelope.” But Eloise’s voice sounded curious. Which did not
surprise Penelope; Eloise was no fool, and she was well aware that her
brother’s normal modes of behavior did not include beatific smiles in her
direction.
“Eloise,” Hyacinth said, for no reason Penelope could deduce.
“Hyacinth.”
Penelope turned to her husband. “Colin.”
He looked amused. “Penelope. Hyacinth.”
Hyacinth grinned. “Colin.” And then: “Sir Phillip.”
“Ladies.” Sir Phillip, it seemed, favored brevity.
“Stop!” Eloise burst out. “What is going on?”
“A recitation of our Christian names, apparently,” Hyacinth said.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton: The 2nd Epilogue

“I’ve already instructed the
others to keep their mouths shut.”
“Even Hyacinth?” Penelope asked doubtfully.
“Especially Hyacinth.”
“Did you bribe her?” Violet asked. “Because it won’t work unless you
bribe her.”
“Good Lord,” Colin muttered. “One would think I’d joined this family
yesterday. Of course I bribed her.” He turned to Penelope. “No offense to
recent additions.”
“Oh, none taken.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton: The 2nd Epilogue

“Hyacinth,” Lady Bridgerton said in a vaguely disapproving voice, “do try to speak in complete sentences.”
Hyacinth looked at her mother with a surprised expression. “Biscuits. Are. Good.” She cocked her head to the side. “Noun. Verb. Adjective.”
“Hyacinth.”
“Noun. Verb. Adjective.” Colin said, wiping a crumb from his grinning face. “Sentence. Is. Correct.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“There are moments in a woman's life when her heart flips in her chest, when the world suddenly seems uncommonly pink and perfect, when a symphony can be heard in the tinkle of a doorbell.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton