- Hello, Mike! - Hello, Myra. Hello, Violet. You’re looking nice, Violet. - Would you like some ice-cream, Violet? - No, thanks, Mike. I’m busy typing. Talk to me some other time. I have ninety- nine pages to type by Friday. - Never mind. Do you like riding, Violet? - Sometimes. - Would you like to come riding with me tonight, Violet? - Not tonight, Mike. I’m going for a drive with Nigel. - What about Friday? - I’m going climbing with Miles. - Hm! Oh, All right. Bye. - Violet, he’s put something behind your typewriter. - Is it something nice, Myra? - No, it’s a spider.