Second, Listen to the conversation
again and read along with the
script
Scott: Dave. I'm going
to the supermarket to pick up food and drink for Saturday's picnic
later. Any suggestions?
Dave: Well, everyone has
been talking about having a barbecue down by the river, so why don't
you pick up some hamburger and hot dogs?
Scott: Okay, but how much
hamburger meat are we going to need? And hot dogs too?
Dave: Uh, I don't know.
How about three pounds of hamburger and a couple packages of hot
dogs?
Scott: Oh, that's not
going to be enough. Do you remember the last picnic we went on?
Your roommate, Jim, ate about ten hamburgers by himself!
Dave: You're right. Let's
see. I'd better write this down. Uh, let's see about nine pounds
of hamburger meat and, uh . . . , seven packages of hot dogs.
Scott: And you better
pick up some chicken for those who don't like hamburger or hot dogs.
Dave: Okay. How about
five or six bags of potato chips?
Scott: Humm. Better make
that eight or so.
Dave: Alright. Oh, and
we're gonna [going to] need some hamburger and hot dog buns. How
about five packages a piece? I think that sounds about right.
Scott: Yeah, you better
pick up some mustard, catchup, and mayonnaise too.
Dave:
Okay. What else? Uh, we're gonna [going to] need some
soft drinks. How about ten of those big 2-liter bottles?
Scott: Sounds fine, but
be sure to buy a variety of drinks.
Dave: Okay. And what about
dessert?
Scott: Well, maybe we
could ask Kathy to make a few cherry pies like she did last time.
Dave: Well, I wouldn't
mind that, but you know, she's been very busy working two jobs,
so I'd hate to ask her, [Oh, hum . . . ] and uh . . . Hey, why don't
you whip up some of your oatmeal cookies? [Well . . .] Hey, you
could even ask, uh . . . , what's her name . . . yeah that new girl,
Susan, the one that moved in across the street! [Well . . .] I bet
she'd be willing to help you! [I don't know . . . ] She's a real
knockout!
Scott: Nah, I don't think
I could ask her . . .[Ahh!] I don't know her phone number, plus
. . .
[ Door bell rings . . . ]
Dave: Hey, you don't need
to. She's at the door!
Scott: What do
you mean?
Dave: Well, I thought
you two would hit it off, so I called her up saying I was you, and
I invited her over to watch a movie.
Scott: You did what???
Dave: Wait, wait, wait
. . . [uhhhhh . . . ]