Flambards1979

[Christina has arrived at Flambards to live there; she is not being made to feel welcome.]

Mark Russell:
Good evening.

Christina Parsons:
Good evening.

Mark Russell:
Forgive the rudeness, but am I supposed to know who you are?

Christina Parsons:
I'm Christina.

Mark Russell:
Oh yes, good God, you're coming to live here or something, aren't you?

Christina Parsons:
Those were my instructions, yes.

[Mark takes a swig from a hip flask]

Christina Parsons:
You must be Mark.

Mark Russell:
Correct. Little brother William's upstairs - being put together again.

[Mark looks at Christina's clothes]

Mark Russell:
I get the impression you've dressed for dinner.

Christina Parsons:
More or less, yes. That's what I've always been taught to do.

Mark Russell:
Well just one thing - you'll probably have to get it ready yourself. You any good... with food?

Christina Parsons:
Yes I'm very good, but you'll have to show me where the kitchen is.

Mark Russell:
Oh, I didn't realise *I'd* have to do anything.