Lilac: Is something wrong?

Cumulus: Well, I, uh, don’t know. Hey, uh, can you give me a ride to the airport tonight?

Lilac: Wasn’t Rosemary taking you?

Cumulus: Um, yeah, but she has a terrible headache and I don’t want her driving by herself.

Lilac: Oh, well then. I guess I can. My shift is off soon so I could take you.

Cumulus: Thank you.