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EXTRACT ONE [MIA]: Did the hairdresser manage to move your appointment? I thought you were meant to go while your cousin was visiting. [LEO]: Yeah, she did. I rang this morning because my train gets in later than I expected. The receptionist first offered Saturday afternoon, but that would mean leaving my cousin on her own just after she arrives. [MIA]: Oh, right. So when are you going? [LEO]: Friday evening. It's the last slot, and I'll probably have to go straight from work, but that's fine. I only need a trim, so I shouldn't be there for ages. They've put a note by my name because last time someone washed my hair before checking what I'd booked. [MIA]: Are you still seeing your cousin afterwards? [LEO]: I am. She said she'll meet me near the salon and we'll get something to eat. Actually, that works better than my original plan, because the café she likes is just around the corner. I've warned her I may turn up with damp hair if they're running late. She's promised not to laugh if the place is still busy. EXTRACT TWO [SARA]: Was that your meal box outside the wrong flat again? [DAN]: It was. The driver left it by number twenty-six, even though my door says sixteen in huge numbers. Luckily, the neighbour brought it over before I'd even seen the delivery photo. [SARA]: Did everything stay cold? [DAN]: Most of it did. The ice pack was still frozen, but one bag had split and there were tiny tomatoes everywhere. Nothing was damaged, though. I checked because I didn't want tomato juice all over the recipe cards. [SARA]: Are you going to complain? [DAN]: I've sent them a message, mainly so they correct the address note. I'm not asking for money back. To be honest, the neighbour was more annoyed than I was because the box blocked her pushchair. She said she'd tell the driver herself next week if it happens again, which may be more effective than my message. [SARA]: Well, at least you've met her now. [DAN]: Exactly. We stood in the hall comparing what we'd ordered, and she's cooking the same curry tomorrow. She's promised to tell me if the instructions leave out anything important. EXTRACT THREE [PRIYA]: Did you get tickets for that concert in the end? [JON]: Yeah, but not the seats I'd saved yesterday. When I went back to the site, someone else was already buying them. I nearly gave up because the only cheap ones looked miles from the stage. [PRIYA]: So what did you choose? [JON]: Seats at the side, about halfway back. The view may be a little blocked by a speaker, but the row has more legroom. That matters more to Dad because he hates sitting with his knees pressed against the seat in front. [PRIYA]: Was he happy with the price? [JON]: Surprisingly, yes. There was a booking charge I hadn't noticed, but the train tickets were cheaper than I expected, so the total still fits what we'd agreed. Oh, and the venue lets you order drinks before the show and collect them during the break. [PRIYA]: You've planned the whole evening, then. [JON]: Not quite. We haven't decided where to eat, and Dad will probably change his mind three times. I've just sent him two places rather than a list of ten, because otherwise we'll still be discussing it when the band comes on.