Secretary:

Gotham Magazine,

Department of Factual Verification

Clara:

You're terminally unpunctual

Ensemble:

Fact!

Clara:

Your work is quite dysfunctional

Ensemble:

Fact!

Clara:

I've had as much as I can take

Jamie:

I'm just a boy in the city, Clara

Give a boy a break

Clara:

Oh, no no no no,

I don't think so Jamie

You can't be a dreamer in an office that deals in fact

Not fiction, I'm talking, baby, fact

Not contradiction

I spoke with Mr. Depardieu

Ensemble:

Fact!

Clara:

And we're moving the French piece

Up an issue

Ensemble:

Fact!

Clara:

I need it on my desk

Tomorrow at nine

Ensemble:

Fact!

Clara:

Can you handle it Jamie?

Jamie:

I can handle it, Clara

Secretary:

Fiction!

Jamie:

It isn't that compelling checking

Other people's spelling

Grammar isn't glamorous,

Dictionaries either

I wish I was in fiction

I'm so tired of waiting

Wondering where along the line

I simply stopped exhilarating

I remember coming here the first time for my interview

I thought of all the names that had been made here

I expected to leave fact and go upstairs to fiction

The inevitability of it all was so convincing

Please, sir, could you read my writing?

Open invitation,

Criticize, construction

Here's an introduction to who I am

And what I want to be

Secretary:

Jamie, line two, Monsieur Depardieu

He demands to speak to vous

Who is this guy?