text: Henry: Hello, old chap! How's it going? 
  Arthur: Not too bad, can't complain!
  Henry: Been out to the rugby lately?
  Arthur: No, my back's been killing me, can't sit still that long.
  Henry: Sorry to hear that. They doing anything about it?
  Arthur: Actually, I have to go for an x-ray and I wanted to ask if you could give me a lift.
  Henry: Course! When is it?
  Arthur: Well, tomorrow at 10am actually... I appreciate it's short notice. My son let me down at the last minute.
  Henry: Bloody kids, eh! Always working!
  Arthur: Well yes, but we were the same at their age, got to climb the ladder.
  Henry: Of course I'll take you. Pop round about 9.15 ish?
  Arthur: Splendid! Thanks! See you tomorrow.
target: Arthur has back pains. He has an x-ray scheduled for tomorrow at 10 am. Henry is coming at 9.15 to give him a lift.