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WOMAN: Riggs who?
MAN: Riggs the wimp. You don’t have to worry about Riggs. Just—that’s who you’re up against. There’s Riggs, and Northup. And Toast.
WOMAN: Toast.
MAN: Jack Toast. It’s an unusual name but it’s not unheard of.
WOMAN: Who’s Jack Toast?
MAN: Toast?…I’m—me. That’s—
WOMAN: Toast.
TOAST: I thought you knew the lineup.
Pause.
WOMAN: Are you sure you have the right—
TOAST: I’m not sure. I just guessed. Are you Katherine Wendell?
WOMAN: Kate.
TOAST: John Toast.
They shake hands.
KATE: Well. (Pause.) Well. If I’ve met one-third of the team, I guess I should feel about thirty-three percent less nervous. (She fumbles her cup but manages not to spill.)
TOAST: I’m not a worry. I’d be a tiger in any investigation, but this isn’t my investigation. I’m only monitoring.
KATE: Investigation?
TOAST: Interview.
KATE: Well, which is it? I was told—
TOAST: Interview. It’s an interview.
KATE: Well, why did you say—
TOAST: Generally I do conduct investigations. But in this case that is not the case.
KATE: Well—
TOAST: I’m monitoring an interview.
KATE: Well, John—
TOAST: Jack.
KATE:—Jack, John—what’s the difference?
TOAST: I prefer Jack.
KATE: Mr. Toast… What is the difference…between an interview and an investigation.
Pause.
TOAST (after some thought): An “investigation” might consist of a series of interviews. But an interview would be unique. Unrepeatable. An “investigation” would seek facts to be submitted in a report. An interview would seek an interchange to be reported in a memo. An “investigation” is terrifying. An interview—
KATE: Isn’t? Then why am I terrified?
TOAST: You’ve got the jitters. Six pots of coffee—
KATE: Why are you monitoring—
TOAST: Well, that’s what I do.
KATE: I thought you conducted—
TOAST: I do. I am an investigator. In this case the monitoring process is part of a larger inquiry.
KATE: An inquiry? Now that’s terrifying.
TOAST: Yes. (Pause.) It’s the most terrifying thing in our business. But not for you.
KATE: No?
TOAST: Not in this case, because the inquiry isn’t about you. It only has to do with your District…Look. Whenever your District has initiated a process to result in termination, inevitably that process—
KATE: Am I being terminated?
TOAST (amused): Uh. Wait a minute. Let’s back up!
KATE:—Because I thought I was just gonna go in there, it takes about thirty minutes, describe the circumstances, her actions, Marigold Cassandra—I brought my notes—
TOAST: Hey—(Mollifying gestures.)
KATE: I didn’t bring any notes about me.
TOAST: I can see how you might—
KATE: I really came to see the opera! This was just—
TOAST: Wait a second. All the way back—
KATE: Madame Butterfly! And now I’m being—
TOAST: Kate—
KATE: Oh!…You’re firing her. They, I mean, the District. Not you.
TOAST: Let’s back up. (Pause.) You came in. You looked around. I looked like whatsis—
KATE: The Siberian Shaman.
TOAST:—Jenks. Bill.
KATE: I do have the jitters. I’m sorry.
TOAST: We said hi: “Hi!” “Hi!” And here we are on the espresso express in a room full of Germans.