Kewl Beanz! approximately half an hour ago. Tara is mingling with the guests. She notices a Man in a far corner of the room. She impulsively walks toward him. We see the following conversation from the Man's point of view.
Tara (extending her hand): Hello! Are you Mister...? (pauses) No, of course you're not. Mr. Toast has a full head of... (brief pause) I'm so sorry! That was incredibly rude of me!
Man (taking her hand and clasping it firmly): Not at all. This Mister -- "Toast," is it? -- is obviously not me, so why did you think I was he?
Tara: Umm, well, frankly, he and I have wanted to meet for ages, and... you were staring at me.
Man: Terribly sorry. You're just... very striking.
Tara: Oh! Thank you. (pause) Which one of the "internet crowd" are you? You're not Barry, are you?
Man: Actually, I'm one of the Pleasantview crowd.
Tara: Oh, but they're not supposed to arrive until later.
Man: My sincerest apologies.
The Foxster suddenly comes up beside Tara. She notices him.
Tara (to Foxster): What happened to your nap?
Foxster: Couldn't sleep, so I had more coffee. Look, you need to speak to some of the staff, especially... Vickie. (Tara sighs.) She's not too thrilled with serving coffee and drinks, apparently. Then, we need to get changed. (brief pause) Have you seen the Skipster, or Gretchen?
Tara: No. I've been looking for Mister Toast.
Foxster (to Man): If you'll excuse us?
Man: Of course. Nice meeting you, Ms. King. I'll see you again.
Tara (as she and the Foxster walk away from the Man): Sure... Nice meeting you! (Tara and the Foxster exit, as the Man smiles.)