David: John, Mary, you made it. Better late than never. John: Well, the directions you gave me were very confusing. D: I apologize. Come on, taste the hors d'oeuveres over here. Mary: Mmm, they’re delicious. The person who made them must be a professional. D: My wife Jessica prepared them. J: Where is she, anyway? D: She went to pick up Tommy from summer camp. J: Hey, is it the same one that we went to? D: Yes. Remember our swimming coach? J: Of course. He’s the one who taught me how to swim. Have you seen him lately? D: He’s the director now. J: Wow. He’s moving up in the world. M: Is he the one whose son won the swimming competition last year? J: Yeah, that’s him. D: OK. The food is ready. Here are the delicious ribs that I promised you. M: I’m so hungry.