Maria: Are you hungry, Mike? Because I could sure go for some food right now.
Mike: Now that you mention it, I am kind of hungry, too. Do you want me to go and get something from the food stands?
Maria: I was actually going to ask you the very same thing. Can I go instead,
Mike?
Mike: Are you sure, Maria? I think I should go. What if you get lost?
Maria: If I get lost, I'll just ask for directions. You worry too much about me,
Mike. I'm not a child.
Mike: I know you're not. Can you blame me for worrying about you?
Maria: No, I guess not. But I really want to go. I'll be back soon.
Mike: Alright, I can't stop you. Just be careful.
Maria: Tell me what you want before I go.
Mike: Get me a Dodger Dog and a pretzel.
Maria: Do you want something to drink, too?
Mike: Oh, that's right. Get me a bottle of water, please.
Maria: Alright. I'll see you in a tiny bit.
(Maria slowly makes her way to the food stands where there is a long line.
After waiting for twenty minutes, she gets the food and returns to her seat.)
Mike: You made it just in time, Maria. What took you so long?
Maria: Sorry, there was a long line at the food stand. Here's your food.
Mike: Thanks, honey. Let's watch this baseball game now.
Maria: I'm so excited to be here, Mike! This was a great idea.
(Mike, Maria, and fifty-five thousand other people have a blast watching the baseball game.)
