Olivia: Hello Helen, you visiting Wendy tonight?
Helen: Oh yes, I am finally going, what time is visiting, do you know?
Olivia: From 7 to 9pm. Shall I pick you up?
Helen: Oh, that would be a lifesaver! Do you know where to come?
Olivia: I think so, but what's your postcode and address, just in case?
Helen: It's 7, Randolph Avenue, Oxbridge, OX45 6DZ.
Olivia: Lovely! I'll be there around 6.20, OK?
Helen: Great! How is she, anyway?
Olivia: Not too good, looking very yellow and very weak too.
Helen: Oh, that sounds very poorly. How are you coping, love?
Olivia: I hate seeing her in discomfort, but she is trying to be cheerful, it's heart breaking.
Helen: Oh, I am so sorry. Everyone in work sends her love, I've got a card and a few little things for Wendy.
Olivia: She really misses work, you are all a great bunch, she was always talking about you all.
Helen: We have a new manager, Claire, now, she's a grade A bitch! 
Olivia: You should tell Wendy about her, any bitchy stories, she'll love it!
Helen: Yes, we miss her sense of humour around the place. Anyway, see you later, hope you find me!
Olivia: Should do, see you at 6.20. Bye.
Helen and Olivia are visiting Wendy tonight. Wendy is not well. Olivia will pick Helen up from 7, Randolph Avenue, Oxbridge, OX45 6DZ at 6.20.