There's an immediate frisson of friction between the two characters - a teacher and a mother - in this hour-long, real-time conversation. It's not long before we find out why: the mother (Jennifer Ward-Lealand) accuses the teacher (Beth Allen) of having an affair with her husband.
Cue one-upmanship (one-upwomanship?), and a handful of funny lines, cliches and revelations as they score points off each other with mounting accusations.
The teacher judges the mother's pre-judgement: "Everything I say to you is going to seem young or stupid or whatever it is you think I am."
Knowledge is power: who knows their man best? Who knows what's best for his son? The play considers the possibility that the only thing worse than hearing your spouse is having an affair is hearing that your spouse is having an affair that's "not about sex". Because, you know, they connect so deeply.
Canadian Jordi Mand's first play has been sensibly and skilfully transported to a New Zealand setting. Jane Hakaraia's immaculate, detailed hyperrealist set shows a primary school classroom: Ward-Lealand occasionally folds herself into one of the tiny chairs while children's artworks - multiple portraits of people in blue and white hooped rugby jerseys - grin mockingly down at her with sharp pointed teeth.