Rachel Mason:
What is it?
Eddie Lawson:
I don't want to worry or panic you, ok...
Rachel Mason:
Oh! I knew this day was too good to be true, you're going to spoil it, aren't you?
Eddie Lawson:
What?
Rachel Mason:
I know its as rare as hens teeth but you are looking at a happy headmistress.
Eddie Lawson:
Why so happy?
Rachel Mason:
Well, erm... its the end of term and er... we're going to thrash Forest Mount at the spelling bee and the football and you what? I think this school is finally working out! And! This is the first morning that I've come in and not been greated by doom, disaster and destruction. So what is it?
Eddie Lawson:
You know what? I can wait.
Rachel Mason:
No, no, no, no, no, tell me, what is it?
Eddie Lawson:
What are you doing tonight?
Rachel Mason:
Er, tonight? I don't know, why?
Eddie Lawson:
Its the end of term I thought... I could take you out and celebrate.
Rachel Mason:
Thats really nice of you to ask, erm...
Eddie Lawson:
Yeah just... I thought it'd be nice to talk, you know? Away from this place.
Rachel Mason:
Yeah, what about?
Eddie Lawson:
Everything? Have a drink.
Rachel Mason:
I would love to, thank you [giggles]
Eddie Lawson:
Good. Right. About 8 o'clock?
Rachel Mason:
Fine by me
Eddie Lawson:
Good. [turns to leave but remembers something else] Er... I need to see the budget for the PE department.
Rachel Mason:
Ah, ah. I've got that... somewhere [walks to the filing cabinets and routes for paperwork whilst Eddie takes the letter from Hordley from the pile on her desk] Here we go
Eddie Lawson:
Great. 8 o'clock?
Rachel Mason:
[nods] Yeah!
