Aisha: Hi darling!
Sheila: Oh babes, I forgot to send you a card, congratulations on the baby!
Aisha: Don't worry, it's fine. Yes, we are both over the moon, it's been such a long time coming.
Sheila: Sure it'll be worth it, I love Barry's kids like they my own flesh and blood. And now there's the grandkids too.
Aisha: Didn't you ever want your own Sheila?
Sheila: No, not really. We didn't get together till our 40s and Barry had 3 kids already. I wasn't really bothered to be honest.
Aisha: Fair enough! Are we going out to celebrate. I thought a slap-up fish and chip supper would really hit the spot!
Sheila: Ha bloody ha! No, I fancy a nice Italian!
Aisha: Yes, that Marco at the Vesuvius is a bit of alright, isn't he! Seriously though, I'd love to go out all 4 of us again, you two are like my parents!
Sheila: God, you're full of compliments today arent you? Let's go to the Vesuvius then and us three can get nice and drunk while you sip your mineral water!
Aisha: You cruel woman! Friday, 8ish ok? 
Sheila: Well, that's one of our busiest times at the chippy, not sure. How about Sunday at 2ish?
Aisha: Yes, that would be lovely. I'll ring and book as it may well be a bit busy.
Sheila: Nice one! Well, see you Sunday at the restaurant?
Aisha: Bye love!
Sheila and Barry got together in their 40s and Barry had 3 kids already. They don't have their own children, but Sheila loves Barry's kids and grandkids as if they were hers. Aisha is pregnant. They're going to go to the Vesuvius and celebrate on Sunday around 2 o'clock. Aisha will book a table.