Near Orsino's base.

[ Enter Toby and Andrew, one side, and Jenna as Cesario, the other. Jenna
doesn't see them. ]

Toby: What bloody man is that?

Andrew: It is that Blake fellow, whom Anna says must be
scared off.

Toby: So it is.

Andrew: [  Nudges Toby. ] Go on then.

Toby: What?

Andrew: Challenge! Put fear of god into the fellow.

Toby: [ panic, then devious expression ] Ah, no, you are mistaken. A
good leader must show the ability to delegate. So you challenge him.

Andrew: Me? Great! [ steps over and baps Jenna ] Hey, you! I challenge
you.

Jenna: Argh! Er, why?

Andrew: Because--- [blank, looks to Toby ]

Toby: [ to Andrew ] Because he's a craven coward.

Andrew: [ To Jenna ] Because you're a coward!

[ Andrew grabs Jenna, who howls. ]

Andrew: Yes! Howl, howl, you man of stone.

[ Toby looks, puzzled, then gets it. Taps Andrew on the shoulder. ]

Toby: [ helpfully ] That's "craven", not "carven".

Andrew: Oh. [ To Jenna ] Well, you're still a coward.

Jenna: I am not!

Andrew: Then fight me, to prove it!

Jenna: I will not! I have no quarrel with you sir, and your opinion
is irrelevent.

Andrew: Wuss.

Jenna: Sir! Violence is the last refuge of the inconsequent.

Andrew: Huh?

Jenna: [to self] Hmm, Avon would like that one.

Toby: [ to self ] Anna was right: this man won't fight. There's sport
here! [to Andrew] he's insulting you, Andrew. [ to Jenna ] Which
insults me.

Jenna: I bid you good day.

Toby: [makes chicken noises ]

[ Jenna makes to leave. Toby stops her, and raises his fist. Enter
Antonio, behind Toby, who grabs Toby's fist. ]

Antonio: Any man who has a quarrel with my friend has a quarrel with me.

[ Toby panics ]

Toby: Fight?

Andrew: Yeah! We---

Toby: Andrew! Hush! [ to Antonio ] This is not what it looks like.

Antonio: Not any more. [ roll up sleeves, assumes combat position ]

[ Enter Orsino's guards, who see Antonio, and arrest him. ]

Guard: You are Antonio, if I'm not mistaken. Orsino would like a word
with you.

[ Andrew and Toby leg it ]

Antonio: [ to Jenna] This fell sergeant is swift in his arrest.
[to guard] Ha! I am immune to your restraints. [to Jenna]
My friend, my card please?

Jenna: Your what?

Antonio: Ha, such a joker. The immunity card I gave you?

Guard: [ to Jenna ] You are a friend of this criminal?

Jenna: I have never seen him before in my life. But he does not seem a
criminal. He was nice enough to me a moment ago.

Antonio: What? You complete bastard! Unhand me, gentlemen. By Heaven,
I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

[ Guards drag Antonio off ]

Jenna:	He claims to be my friend, and yet
		He and I have never met.
		A foul affair is this, indeed.
		'Tis like a script writ by Ben Steed.
		Something strange is going on.
		I'll work it out, before too long.

[ Exeunt ]