— It’s on the table free isn’t it?
— Okay but you didn’t even buy a sandwich, you get fifty cents for lunch and you don’t even buy your sandwich.
— So…? A sodden paper bag came dragged from the battered portfolio — I’m buying one off myself so whose business is that.
—’Sixty-eight, ’seventy, ’forty-nine look hey here’s an old Indian head one what’s it worth.
— Five cents look I’m trying to read this thing hey, could you…
— What that crap they just gave us up there? You can’t even understand it.
— So what I can ask somebody… the pencil stub ground down a margin — holy, you got a napkin?
— They’re by the spoons over there. Like a club boys and girls I mean that’s some club boy, you don’t even get to…
— Look I’m trying to read hey… a handkerchief wad came up to smear the ketchup splash across the page — could you shut up a minute?
— Sure ’seventy, ’seventy-two here’s another Indian head one you know why the Indian’s nose is all squeezed up like this hey?
Doors clattered behind them. — Excuse me are you Mister Slomin?
— If I was I’d change my name.
— Hey wait Mister Gibbs? Could I just ask you wait a second, what does it mean where it says at the top here options exercised.
— Take them out walk them around the block, look where did you…
— No honest hey, what…
— Means you have the chance to buy something like stock at a certain price within a certain time, you exercise it you’ve bought it look what are you all doing here anyhow.
— It’s this here field trip where’s this other thing wait, divested here where it says he divested himself…
— Took off his clothes, what field trip…
— No honest, divested himself of his holdings in order to…
— Means he got rid of all his stock what field trip.
— Mrs Joubert she’s over there, see? by where it says bread and rolls? And wait aggregate, what does aggregate…
Behind them the door clattered. — Mister Marks? Just a minute I’ll see if he’s in the office. Mister Marks…? but his back had reared in an abrupt turn that the right bar of music just then might have claimed for a moment from a tango leaving him pitched and staring, steadied against a table before he moved avoiding the approach of age grazing with ruminant dignity in the retrieval of napkin wads from unmarked paths leading to where it said bread and rolls.
— Look out here he comes, hey.
— So what… the glass came down emptied, the sweater sleeve up to wipe away the ketchup tinge mustache — if that badge he’s got says he’s this here manager see why they don’t put these napkin things on the tables.
— They’re over by spoons get me one hey, what are you doing.
— Giving him back his nickels, watch my stuff… he swept them off the table turning for where it said beverages, coming up behind a renewed assault on the beverage gargoyle — hey Mister Bast? Here’s the rest of your nickels…
— Just, careful just drop them in my pocket… and cup rattled on saucer recovering the course toward where it said bread and rolls to reach the table without accident until it was set down — I’m sorry I, I’ll get a napkin…
— Why they can’t simply put them on the tables…
— Cut down waste, same reason they make these chairs so God damned uncomfortable afraid you’ll try to come in and dine. Napkins on the table people would use them if there’s none in reach they use the back of their hand problem’s manners take time why they won’t let you have any, time is money money’s the…
— Thank you Mister Bast, please don’t bother to…
— Like a gas station come in feed get out they, Mister who…?
— Oh I, I thought you must know each other, Mister Bast? She put the neatly folded napkin under the cup, — Mister Gibbs. We were terribly fortunate to run into him…
— Yes glad to help, what’s…
— No no Mister Bast I meant, he’s been…
— Mister Bast? Sorry didn’t recognize you Mister Bast, I want to congratulate you on that music appreciation program. Real milestone wouldn’t you say Miss, Mrs…
— No she she didn’t see it, I…
— Real milestone shame she missed it, probably electrify your whole teaching career Mister Bast have you talked to Mis…
— No I’m, no, no I…
— But he’s given up teaching haven’t you Mister Bast, he’s going to give his full time to composing. I think that’s quite courageous, really.
— Certainly is. Those who can do, those who can’t, teach. That it Mister Bast?
— Well I…
— Blessed is he who has found his work, let him ask no other sorry, that your knee Mister Bast?
— No I’m afraid it’s mine Mister Gibbs if you’d, if you could sit up a little straighter you didn’t finish Mister Bast, about these dancers you’ve been commissioned to write something for, is it ballet?
— Not no not exactly no, no there are only two of them they want something that’s, something more Spanish they want something with some class this bass player told me who’s a friend of theirs, I mean I guess he’s a friend of hers that’s why he sent me down there something like Bizet he said, they want something like Bizet only not Bizet, if you see what I…
— Certainly do yes, like Bizet was condemned for being something like Wagner but not Wagner by people who had never heard Wagner and couldn’t understand Bizet, that it Mister Bast?
— Well I, yes all I meant was…
— Yes we, we were talking about Wagner earlier weren’t we Mister Bast… she pressed one hand in the other as though to restrain her voice’s tremor in her fingers — about his, the conditions he needed in order to work scents and, and silks to touch and…
— Women, and women…
— Oh and the garden path yes I forgot, that he couldn’t concentrate if he looked out and let his eyes follow the garden paths because they led to an outside world, to the real…
— Led in.
— Pardon?
— They led the God damned outside world in.
— I, I see yes thank you, it’s rather like your studio isn’t it Mister Bast the one you were telling me about, where a vision can exist unfinished with a life of its own till the moment Mister Gibbs do be careful, tipping back like that these chairs are terribly untrustworthy, Mister Bast almost…
— Why our view of life’s misleading, Mister Bast.
— What? I don’t…
— I said our view of life’s misleading but of course we have bad seats, not some relation to James Bast are you? the composer?
— Well, well yes I…
— What I meant, genius does what it must talent does what it can, that the line?
— Mister Gibbs please we, we were talking about Mister Bast’s opera I don’t think you…
— What I’m talking about that whining tenor part he gives Ulysses real stroke of genius, comes off as a real sneak the only man who’s ever seen Ulysses clear whole opera’s the God damndest thing I ever…
— I don’t think we…
— No well that’s, that’s his opera Philoc…
— What I’m talking about Philoctetes real stroke of…
— No I’m afraid we’re talking about something else Mister Gibbs, an opera this Mister Bast is working on that’s quite…
— Like Bizet only not Bizet, thirty-seven years of failure get to die of a broken heart if you’re luckier than the outside world pounding down the garden path on us here now, concentrating what’s left of his dignity trying to keep his teeth in place…
— Mister Gibbs please…
— Spread the checked cloth over the rusty green table, if the lady and gentleman…