Robert: Mom? Where are you? I'm home and nobody's here. 
Mom: My sweetheart, I'm on my way home but caught in a traffic jam. Absolute chaos here! Can't tell you how long it will take.
Robert: And where's dad?
Mom: He should be home any moment really. He would phone if anything kept him.
Robert: I'm hungry.
Mom: Darling, wait till dad comes. He'll fix you something to eat before I come. There's now so much commotion and police here, and ambulances, and recovery vehicles. It'll be over soon.
Robert: Mom? Can I go over to the Woodies? Sure Helen is already serving dinner.
Mom: No, darling, please don't. Dad is on his way and we're starting to move too. I won't be long.
Robert: But I'm hungry.
Mom: Oh Robert! Please stop being childish! Eat an apple. Or drink some juice. I think we are moving.
Robert: Where are you exactly? How long before you're home?
Mom: Can't write now. Here's my location. <file_gps>
Robert: But it's still miles away!
Robert: Mom?
Mom: Trafic lights on Carrington Xing.
Mom and Dad are not home to prepare food for Robert. Robert is hungry but he cannot go to the Woodies for dinner. Mom will be home shortly.