It is Thursday evening. SIPHO is dressing up. He boils water on the stove, saving some for THANDO.

SIPHO: Typical. Just like him. Always not there to take responsibility. Even when we were kids. It was never his fault. Even when he lost my blazer, it wasn't his fault. So said my Mother. Damn you Themba. All I wanted was a little time. Just for the two of us. There are things I wanted to talk to you about. There are questions I needed to ask. But no. Themba doesn't arrive. He is not available. As usual. I am the eldest. I must understand. [Checks the time.] Oh my God. Where is Thando? It's getting late. [Goes to the telephone and dials.] Hello, is that Mr. Khahla — it's me, yes Sipho. No, not yet. I was just reminding you. [THANDO rushes in, carrying her briefcase, handbag and books.] Yes, we will be ready. OK Mr. Khahla …

THANDO: I am home. I am sorry I'm late.

SIPHO: Shh! No, No, it's still OK. I've just called the undertaker. Any way we still have time. There is hot water for you in the kettle if you want to freshen up.

THANDO: Oh Daddy you really spoil me, you know. Thanks. Hey, any news about the job?

She goes into her room.

SIPHO: Nothing yet. We are still waiting but my second interview went well today. He was very impressed. He said I knew everything. I could even manage the library on my own. The only concern was my age. But it didn't really matter, he said.

THANDO [back in the living room]: Were they the same people who interviewed you the last time?

SIPHO: No. It was just the Chief Director of Language and Heritage. He said even Mrs. Potgieter recommended me strongly.

THANDO: Mrs. Potgieter, is she still there?

SIPHO: Yes. But she has made it clear that she will not be available to continue after the restructuring. She is applying for an early retirement package. She says it's time a black person took over. She says the library will be in good hands with me in charge.

THANDO: And so …

SIPHO: Look, I've got about two years to go before I retire. But it would be nice if it happens.