Cynthia Jones

The following takes place directly following: New Secretary

Scene: Travers' office.

CJ: May I?

Cynthia Jones gestures to a chair next to Master Devlin. Travers nods.

CJ: I've been writing to meet with you, but I've had nothing back. I also called on several occasions, but each time I was told you weren't here. So I thought I'd take a chance and just come down, see if I could meet with you.

Travers: Oh, well, uh… that makes sense. He's a very busy man… But he's here now…

Travers gestures to Master Devlin and stands up.

Travers: ...So I’ll leave the two of you to it. Good luck, Mr. Travers... and go easy on him, CJ. Goodbye...

MD: Travers, where are you going?

Travers: Noooo, Mr. Travers, you are speaking out of turn again. Excuse Mr. Travers here. He’s a national treasure, but he has problems with his memory. Dementia! Sometimes he forgets his own name. Very sad...

CJ: Umm… what’s going on?

Travers: Oh, I do apologise... My name is Clarence DuBois. I’m a businessman. I deal in novelty items and such...

CJ: Oh?

Travers: Yes. And this is my longtime friend, Mr. Harris Travers. He’s a dragon. And a Master too.

MD: 🤨

Travers: Sometimes I come in to check on him. What with the dementia… Anyway, I assume he is being audited, so I will leave you to it...

CJ looks around the office.

CJ: Then why are there paintings and statues of you all around the office?

Travers: What can I say? He loves me. Looks up to me as a mentor and personal hero...

CJ pulls out her phone and plays a 20-second clip from a video interview between Travers and Samuel Waldo on the Gob-Ren Podcast. Travers is clearly speaking in his usual self-congratulatory style, referring to himself in the third person as “Mr. Travers, national treasure” at least seven times.

CJ: So... this isn’t you?

Travers: Ah… hehe… Um, well y’see, what you have to understand about that is, um… I was acting! That’s right. Mr. Travers here is a bit camera-shy, so I offered to step in and speak for him on the podcast.

CJ looks to Master Devlin, who remains completely stone-faced. Mayuri enters, carrying a tray of chicken tenders.

Mayuri: Here’s your lunch, Senpai! Tu-tu-ru!

MD: Thank you, Mayuri.

Mayuri: And for you, Travers-san—your oil change! Sorry about the wait...

CJ: 🤨 So you must be...

She checks her notes.

CJ: Mayuri Shiina-Travers?

Mayuri: That’s me!

Mayuri approaches Travers and begins to kneel behind his desk. Travers quickly pushes her back.

Travers: Uh uh… Mrs. Travers, tell Ms. Jones here that this strapping dragon is, in fact, your husband—Mr. Travers.

Mayuri: ...What?

CJ: Mrs. Travers, can you point to your husband, please?

Mayuri slowly points at Travers. Travers gently tries to redirect her finger toward the Master.

CJ: No, Mrs. Travers... I know who that is. That is Master Steven Devlin.

Travers whispers in Mayuri’s ear. She turns to the Master and speaks robotically.

Mayuri: I’m afraid you are mistaken. That isn’t Senpai Stan. He is on sabbatical. That is definitely my husband, Harris John Travers. Whom I love very much. I will now change his oil as is my wifely duty.

She begins to kneel in front of the Master. He quickly but gently stops her.

MD: Control yourself, woman! Have some restraint.

Travers: These two lovebirds and their games, huh?

Mayuri stares blankly into space. CJ turns to face Travers.

CJ: Now, Mr. Travers—

CJ: Now that we’ve got all the fun and games out of the way… Yes, you are correct—I’m here to carry out an audit of your business.

Travers: Noooo, Ms. Jones, you are speaking out of turn. As I said, that is Master Devlin. I MEAN—Mr. Travers. Excuse me. Now I spoke out of turn. I got rattled, see. I don’t like to see married couples fight.

Travers glares at Master Devlin, who calmly sips his coffee, clearly enjoying the charade.

CJ: That’s quite enough, Mr. Travers. I’m no longer amused. Now, let’s get down to business, shall we?

Season 3 continues in Travers gets Audited