You can go in, sir... Mr Lords will see you now!
SHY YETI: (sincerely)
Thank you... Thank you most kindly.
MR LORDS: (almost too enthusiastically)
Ah! Mr Yeti, I presume... How delightful to meet you...
SHY YETI: (irritatingly keen)
No... No... It's my pleasure - really it is...
SHY YETI: (relaxing finally)
MR LORDS: (sympathetically)
A lot of your ideas are extremely silly!?
SHY YETI: (surprised but agreeing)
SHY YETI: (brightening)
Why... Why, yes - I suppose I could do that...
MR LORDS: (with encouragement)
SHY YETI: (becoming quite excitable)
MR LORDS: (kindly)
SHY YETI: (reluctantly at first)
MR LORDS: (mutters)
Blimey... That IS dull...
SHY YETI: (slightly indignantly)
Well, that is what you asked for...
MR LORDS: (doubtful)
Yes... Yes... Fair enough... But is that it? Just commuters - standing there...
SHY YETI: (trying to give it some spin)
MR LORDS: (sounding more interested)
SHY YETI: (beaming)
The big twist is that their trains are delayed...
SHY YETI: (slightly apologetically)
MR LORDS: (beginning to change his mind)
Well, of course... It all sounds very interesting - but maybe just a tad ambitious...
SHY YETI: (nodding as he reflects)
MR LORDS: (moving on, slightly impatiently)
SHY YETI: (trying to remain positive)
MR LORDS: (retaining a fixed smile)
Absolutely! So, what exactly does it concern, Yeti?
That sounds more like set design than a plot description...
Well yes - although I take it that you don't require TOO much plot...
MR LORDS: (glancing down at his specification notes)
Some plot, yes - within reason - it's a delicate balance...
SHY YETI: (continuing to detail the background)
MR LORDS: (hopeful)
How splendid!...And do they sing some nice songs too?
SHY YETI: (sounding quite proud)
MR LORDS: (his enthusiasm is beginning to be tested)
Riiiiiggggghhhhtttt... And then?
SHY YETI: (confidently, then nervously after the pause)
MR LORDS: (shocked)
Doing WHAT!? He's a criminal? I thought he was a business man or somesuch...
SHY YETI: (gingerly)
SHY YETI: (speaking slowly, delicately)
MR LORDS: (concerned)
Is she from Mars, this lady? Does she eat people or steal from them?
SHY YETI: (positively)
Not in any draft that I've written, she's not - I can assure you of that...
MR LORDS: (worried)
SHY YETI: (waffling on)
MR LORDS: (calmer having heard all this)
Right... And these flashbacks?
SHY YETI: (chirpily)
MR LORDS: (airily)
SHY YETI: (lightly)
MR LORDS: (very pleased)