Stephen Glass:
[Explaining to Chuck where the "people" in his fabricated article "sat" during their "meeting"]
We were at this table. Restil sat here, his mother was on his left. Hiert... Sorry, his mother was on his right. Hiert sat there, but then Restil wanted him closer so he slid his chair over. Sims sat here. He had a lawyer next to him. I forgot the guy's name. It's in my notes. Somebody was smoking at this table, so then Restil's mother insisted that we move to one farther away. Over there.
Chuck Lane:
The hacker conference was near here, right?
Stephen Glass:
Yeah, the building next door.
Chuck Lane:
[At the supposed conference site]
I don't remember from the article. How many people did you say were at this thing?
Stephen Glass:
Uh, looked like a hundred. Might have been two. It's in my notes.
Chuck Lane:
[Looking around the conference hall]
Two hundred people? Here?
Stephen Glass:
Yeah, they moved in and out. I mean, most of them were kids.
Chuck Lane:
That doesn't seem credible to me.
Stephen Glass:
All I know is I was here. All of us were right here.
Security Guard:
Excuse me, sir, can I help you?
Chuck Lane:
Yes, you can. We're looking into a conference that was held here a couple Sundays ago. Computer hackers. Do you remember anything like that?
Security Guard:
Are you sure you're in the right building, sir?
Stephen Glass:
Yes, we're sure.
Chuck Lane:
Why is that?
Security Guard:
Building's closed on Sunday.
Stephen Glass:
[Chuck sternly looks at Stephen]
All I know is I was here. The conference was right here. That's why the Restils only stayed a few minutes, OK? Because it was such a dumb place to squeeze into.
