Alf Stewart: [Shannon coughs] Somethin' I can do for you, young lady?
Shannon Reed: Yes, Actually. I'm after some information.
Alf Stewart: Well, fire a way. I'm a mine of it.
Shannon Reed: It's come to my attention that you're paying your Juniors less than the Award.
Alf Stewart: I beg your pardon?
Shannon Reed: I was just wondering if it was deliberate or an oversight on your behalf.
Alf Stewart: Well, if it was true, It'd be an oversight. But it's not; Next question.
Shannon Reed: I had a job similar to this in the city, and I checked the award before I began there; You're paying less than they're due.
Alf Stewart: Well, If I were you, I'd check the award *again*
Shannon Reed: This was only a few weeks ago. Even if the award had been adjusted in the meantime, The award would have gone up, not down.
Alf Stewart: Are *you* seriously accusing me of underpaying my staff?
Shannon Reed: Let's just say I'm bringing it to your attention.
Alf Stewart: Well let me bring *this* to *your* attention. I've always made a *point* of paying award wages, More if possible. Now that's the end of it.
Shannon Reed: You're not even willing to discuss it?
Alf Stewart: There's nothing *to* discuss.
Shannon Reed: Well, then I'll have to publish a one-sided view of the matter in the School Magazine.
[jots down notes]
Alf Stewart: That might be a little difficult for you, because as of right now, I'm withdrawing my advertising. And If *you* print one *word* or *one* lie about me in that tatty little magazine, you'll be in more trouble than Flash Gordon! Now get outta here before I lose my temper properly!
Shannon Reed: Oh, I'm *very* sure of my facts, Mr. Stewart
Alf Stewart: That's enough. Get out. Out! Out! Out!