text: Lucy: Hi Patty. Is dad with you?
  Patty: No. He never is on Thursdays.
  Lucy: Can't reach him on the phone.
  Patty: Tried landline?
  Lucy: No. I thought he'd had it disconnected long ago.
  Patty: Of course not. The same number for the last hundred years.
  Lucy: OK. But his mobile isn't answering!
  Patty: Good Lord!!! Lucy!! SO WHAT?
  Lucy: Just worried! He felt off color last night.
  Patty: Most likely drunk too much. As usual.
  Lucy: Don't  be so flippant about him pls. He is my dad and I am worried.
  Patty: So why don't you just move your ass and drive over to him?
  Lucy: Because I bloody hell can't.
  Patty: And you want me to drop everything and go to Brighton?!
  Lucy: Didn't say that.
  Patty: But meant it.
  Lucy: No, I did not. I think I can cope without you.
  Patty: Very well indeed.
  Lucy: Just give me his landline number.
  Patty: 761 761535
  Lucy: Ta.
  Patty: As far as I know he's having his palls in every Thursday morning. They are rehearsing or something.
  Lucy: WHY didn't you me that at once?
  Patty: You didn't ask.
  Lucy: You are really a pain the ass Patricia.
  Patty: Thank you. And tell your precious dad about it.
  Lucy: Be sure I will.
target: Lucy is looking for her dad, she is worried. Patty suggests he probably has been drinking last night, and had his friends over. 