Gordon Brown enters Harriet Harman's office. Harriet is stood on a chair draping a massive black cloth over the window.
Gordon: Aye Aye – what's all this then? We're in the dark today are we?
Harriet: Just getting ready for the meeting Gordon.
Gordon: No need these days, Jacqui Smith's gone!
Harriet gets down.
Harriet: Well I'm only obeying your instructions Gordie, showing my loyalty and all that.
Gordon: That's nice to know Harriet but I didn't ask for this.
Harriet: Yes. Look it's quite clear in your email.
Harriet waves a piece of paper under browns nose.
Harriet: It's says Emergency Meeting 10AM – Black Out.
Gordon: You f**king idiot. Don't you read the papers?
Harriet: Well umm, I been a bit busy with Hairy Hunks magazine this morning Gordon. The papers have been so depressing lately. Have I missed something?
Gordon: No wonder we are up shit creek. – The meeting is about expenses and the blacking out of all the key information in the report we published! They all want blood again!
Harriet looks at her black out curtain.
Harriet: I thought we were declaring war on Iran or something.
Gordon slumps into a chair and hides his head in his hands
Gordon: Christ, I have to work with such fools! God, can thing s get worse?
Alistair Darling walks in, his face covered by the Independent which he is reading.
Harriet: Morning Alistair, Why are you holding that paper so close?
Alistair: I lost my reading glasses this morning, can't really make things out properly unless they are really close. I managed to read the email about the meeting though. I thought it was all very strange, but as you know you can't question my loyalty Gordon.
Gordon: Glad to hear it.
Alistair lowers paper to reveal his face is blacked up like Al Johnson.
Gordon looks to the heavens.
Gordon: Oh Mammy!
