Her not inconsiderable brief is to create a picture of a dying world: a Fijian community based in Auckland, New Zealand, where - as playwright Toa Fraser puts it - people "used to sit down at the dining room table at breakfast time and be finished with their second bottle of Johnny Walker by lunch". In No 2, Fijian matriarch Nana Maria is one of the few relics of that world - and the action is set on the day when she wakes up at 3am and cracks the whip for a feast to be held where she can name her family successor.