(Woman to Tiger)
"Care to explain yourself?"
Fiona rubbed the back of her neck. "I was, um... distracted?"
The Circus director shook his head, clearly not buying her excuse. But Fiona truly didn't have anything else to say to him — she forgot to lock the back of the Tiger's transport van and it escaped, what more did he want from her?
"Look, sir, I'd be willing to help with the search oper-"
"Enough!" he snapped. She shrank back into her chair in shame. "You will help us recover from your foolish mistake, but we don't need any more help with locating Kumatora."
Before Fiona could question what he meant, the office door swung open. "Cameron?" a man said upon entering the room. He was dressed up in a traditional magician's get-up and had an almost whimsical lilt to his voice. "You requested my presence?"
"Take a seat next to me, won't you, Harry?" Cameron said as gestured to a seat beside him. "You've no doubt heard about the situation with our Tiger performer by now."