A bar. William and Clive are sat swirling whisky tumblers.
Clive. Please don’t mention any of this to Sandra.
William. Oh, never.
Clive. I’m desperate William. As you can probably tell.
Clive. Really anything you can. I just don’t know what to do.
William. Yes yes that is. Tricky.
Clive. So can we. Perhaps this weekend? Over a. Spot of golf? Or.
William Ah. Can’t this weekend I’m afraid.
William. Got this…thing.
William. Yeah it’s just a…
Clive. A what?
William. Well it’s a. Conference.
Clive. All weekend?
William. Uhuh. Yeah.
Clive. Oh! The neurological.
William. You know about it?
Clive. Of course. Sandra’s going.
William. Oh yes. Is she? Gosh I hadn’t.
Clive. Surely you knew.
William. Two and two together.
Clive. You share an office. What, you hadn’t?
William. Well we’re both busy.
Clive. She said she was going alone.
William. Well there’s been some. Shuffling around. I think at one point she was. And then. Well.
Clive. So you’re going together?
William. Well, together’s a bit strong.
Clive. Just the two of you.
William. I suppose we’ll be. Travelling partners.
Clive. Well enjoy yourselves.