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"Hi, I’m Victor Ward, I’m in first class, cabin 101," I start

"Yes?" The clerk tilts his head, tries to s for a Marina Gibson-"

"Looking for?" he interrupts

"Yes, I’ for a Marina Gibson, who’s in cabin 402"

"Have you looked in cabin 402?" he interrupts

"Yes, and she wasn’t in cabin 402, and neither, it seems"-l take a deep breath and then, all in a rush-"was anyone else and I need to find her so I guess what I’ed"

There’s a pause that isn’t in the script

"Why do you need to page her, sir?" the clerk asks

"Well," I say, stuck, "I think she’s lost" Suddenly I start shaking and have to grip the sides of the desk the actor’s sitting at in order to control it "I think she’s lost," I say again

"You think a passenger is lost?" he asks slowly, htly away from me

"What I mean"-I breathe in-"is that I think hly doubtful, sir," the clerk says, shaking his head

"Well, I mean, she’s supposed to have met me for lunch and she never showed up" My eyes are closed and I’ed-"

"I’e people because they’ve missed a meal, sir," I hear the actor say

"Could you please just confirm for me that she’s in that room? Okay? Could you please just do that?" I ask, teeth clenched

"I can confirer’s rooive out a roo for a passenger’s roooddamn room number just confirm she’s in room 402"

"Marina?"