Mary: Let's go out somewhere tonight, don't we?

Jeff: All right. Where?

Mary: You haven't got a local paper, have you?

Jeff: Pass it over here, isn't it?

Thanks.

Mary: Well, there's a

disco at the Grand Hotel.

Jeff: Fine, but I haven't got any money. You couldn't lend

me five pounds, could you?

Mary: OK, I'll pay then. I'll meet you outside at eight o'clock.

Don't be late, do you?