H: Hey, so double checking! Got the address for the Italian place?

L: Yep! Thanks for agreeing to go on such short notice! I'm leaving town on vacation in a week or so.

H: No worries. See you at 7!

L: Hey, so....I'm not canceling! Oh my god.

L: I've had a bit of a cold and I lost my voice.

L: So, imma bring a whiteboard so we can chat tonight?

L: Didn't want to freak you out or anything.

H: No worries! Your voice did sound a bit scratchy at the fair. I was hoping you were sick and didn't normally sound like a dog toy.

L: Cheeky one, ain't you?

H: I do try.

L: See you in a bit!

H: my Uber is ages late! So sorry!

L: no worries. I'll make sure they don't run out of pasta

H: could that really happen?

L: it's a joke, mate!

L: it's literally an italian place. They have pasta to last the end of the world

H: i'll text you when i'm on my way?

L: sounds gucci.