text: Harry: Megan, where are you.
  Megan: Just cruising around in my new car.
  Harry: You kidding, right?
  Megan: I never kid. Why?
  Harry: Grandma invited us for dinner tonight.
  Harry: Don't tell me you forgot. Again!
  Megan: Gee! Must have skipped my mind.
  Megan: What's the big deal, anyway?
  Harry: You know that grandma doesn't like when we are late.
  Megan: I know. But frankly, I'd rather skip.
  Harry: Megan, you know we can't do that!
  Megan: Let's try for once.
  Megan: She doesn't even like me and her food is lousy.
  Harry: Megan, please!
  Megan: But you agree, her food stinks.
  Harry: Stinks?
  Megan: Not literally, silly! It's no good.
  Harry: Agree, not a culinary masterpiece. Usually.
  Megan: She doesn't use any spices.
  Harry: Well, we must go anyway. So, please hurry!
  Megan: Fine. I'll hurry, Harry.
target: Megan forgot about grandma's invitation for dinner tonight. She would rather skip it, because she doesn't like grandma's food. She doesn't use any spices. Eventually, Megan and Harry will go.