Becky: Thank you. Tom: Thanks. Becky: So, what are you going to get? I’m starving. Tom: I don’t know, maybe a pizza. Becky: The pizzas

Carlos buys a new car. It’s a very expensive car. It’s a huge, blue, fast car. While driving down the street, Carlos sees a girl

Sara Smith, who lives in San Francisco, went shopping for cat food. Sara is 30, and lives at 3037 Market St. She has lived there

Mark: Thanks, Tom. So, have you, uh… Tom: Not yet. Mark: Right. Tom: I’m going to ask her tonight. Mark: Oh, how do you feel?

I arrive in Guatemala on The Day of the Dead, November 1st. I’m curious about this holiday, so I go to the cemetery to see

Man: Hello. I’m Steven Black. Woman: Hello, Steven. How do you spell your first name? Man: S-T-E-V-E-N. Woman: Hi. My name is Dena Brown. Man:

We have a male neighbor I’ll call “Flash” who frequently walks out to get his newspaper – or the mail, or to retrieve something from

Rachel: Hi, Becky. Becky: Hi, Rachel. Rachel: How are you? Becky: I’m good, thanks. Listen, Tom and I were thinking about going to see a

David: … and that’s what was on the floor! Jim: Yuck! That story was disgusting! Paul: Well, listen to this. I was watching a movie