Albatross Page #4

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they come down

to the lost property box.

I know.

I read the memo.

It was... fascinating

You should have been the writer

in the family.

Emelia,

you are this close

to getting fired.

Come in.

Hi.

Give me one minute.

Let me just finish

what I am doing here.

Sit down.

Sorry about that.

A moment of inspiration

can be lost in far less time

if you don't indulge it.

But I... caught it.

So hello.

Did you just fake that?

No.

Yes.

So Where's your Work?

I didn't bring

anything with me.

I understand if

you're not ready to show me...

what you have

written so far.

Wherever you've been,

I went there first.

I'm not sure

I'd own up to that.

So can you at least tell me

what your novel's about?

Do you have anything

to drink?

No.

Can't you just

go downstairs?

I mean, there must be something

downstairs.

So you haven't told your family

about our lessons then.

No, I haven't.

Hmm.

I do have a story actually.

It's about a naughty pixie.

Emelia, come on,

this isn't school.

Good, because I got expelled

from school.

I really wouldn't let your

daughter anywhere near me.

She's 17.

That's old enough to know

your own mind.

Is this a lesson on subtext,

Mr. Fischer?

Okay, let's start with text

and subtext then.

I suppose that's something.

And please don't call me

Mr. Fischer.

It makes me feel old.

I don't want to eat it!

I don't like it!

You haven't even tried it.

Come on, you have

to eat some.

No, she doesn't.

You don't have to eat it,

Posy darling.

Beth, don't force-feed her.

You would have made me

eat it.

Well, We've learned

from our mistakes.

How's the book going?

Hello?

Emelia!

Can I go out

for the evening?

Well, it's a school night.

Yeah,

but I'm on study leave.

Technically,

it's a school night.

You can go out.

Be back by 10:
00.

Great.

Show some f***ing backbone,

you total tool.

Don't start, Joa!

You'd slept with half

of Basingstoke by her age.

Lucky f***ing Basingstoke!

Wow, look at that.

Wow.

That's amazing.

Boy, I wish I had a camera.

Take a picture

on your phone.

I wish I had a phone.

Anyway, we should grab

what we can...

before they realize

it's wrecked here.

Oh.

Huge men's T-shirts.

Not as good as these.

Women's shoes.

Oh, those are revolting!

Look at the size of them!

Why is everything

so massive?

Here, you should have this.

We can't actually

take them.

They might belong to someone.

No, you can claim it,

provided notice is given...

so the rightful owner

has a chance to come forward.

We are taking all your

stuff, okay?

We're having the big T-shirts

and the shoes, all right?

Is that all right with you?

Ha-ha!

Aah!

What's that?

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