Scene 4 – Marrissa is sat filing her nails. Beside her sits the mirror from scene 1. She holds it up to her face and again as she opens her mouth to speak, the image of a man appears behind her, throughout the scene she talks to the mirror and not to the man and he talks as if to the audience.

Marrissa: Mirror, mirror/in my hand…

Man: God not you again? Do you never give up?

Marrissa: You have a lot of cheek for someone so easily destroyed. But no matter, it's a simple question…

Man: I've already told you the fairest of the land.

Marrissa: That's not my question today.

Man: (suspiciously) No?

Marrissa: I want to know if my plan will work (man looks confused) do you need it in rhyme?

Man: The rhyme helps but that's not all/you see…

Marrissa: Tell me…what is your name?

Man: My name is Michael. But you do not see, I answer rhyme that's true, but that's not all I need from you.

Marrissa: What do you need Michael?

Michael: Dammit! You shouldn't have mentioned rhyme now I've got it stuck in my head.

Marrissa: (irritated) What is it you need?

Michael: I can tell you events and circumstances of now, but what you ask is of the future. The future is not of my realm/you see

Marrissa: For god's sake! Can you do anything without making a scene?

Michael: (annoyed) You will need the help of another to answer this question. When all is said and done I can tell you whether your plan worked, but I guess by then you will already know. If you have no patience then you need the help of another.

Marrissa: (eyebrows raised) Who is this other that you speak of Michael?

Michael: You won't like the answer…

Marrissa: I don't have to like it as long as it will get me what I want.

Michael: Your step-daughter Jenny had a nanny that lived with you. She still works here.

Marrissa: Yes, unfortunately much as I've tried to get rid of her.

Michael: She is the one who can help you.

Marrissa: What? That wizened old crone! But she doesn't even talk sense!

Michael: She is the only one you can help you.

Marrissa: But she hates me!

Michael: Then I suggest you try and work around that.

Marrissa: She is the only one you can answer my question?

Michael: She has the power, it's up to you to see if she can answer your question.

Marrissa: Sometimes I wonder if you were worth the £100,000 I paid for you.

Michael: My power is priceless to me it is up to you to decide upon its worth to you.

(Michael walks offstage as Marrissa puts the mirror down and exits)