Lizzie: What a beautiful pianoforte. Georgiana: My brother gave it to me. (smiles at him) He shouldn’t have. Darcy: Yes I should. Georgiana: Oh very well then. Darcy: She’s easily persuaded, is she not? Lizzie: Your unfortunate brother once had to put up with my playing for a whole evening. (Georgiana turns huge innocent eyes upon Lizzie). Georgiana: But he says you play so well! (Lizzie, astounded, looks at Darcy, who gives a small, rather sweet shrug). Lizzie: Then he has perjured himself most profoundly. (Darcy laughs). Darcy: I said played “quite well”. Lizzie: Quite well is not very well. I am satisfied. (Georgiana looks between them, intrigued and aware, instinctively, of the enormous attraction between them. Darcy notices and makes an effort to be normal).

(Original script)

haha that look Georgiana gives Darcy

(Source: pemberley-state-of-mind)