Scot-Michael: Which one are you reading?
Nicholas Sahara: A gentleman called 'The Aquaman.' I believe he's Daddy John's favourite.
BR: Hi guys. We're taking the dogs out, then going for a walk.
Pete Dakota: Would you like to go with?
Nicholas: Oh, a perambulation would be lovely! Do let's!
Scot-Michael: We'll just grab our jackets and meet you outside.
Nicholas: We shan't be a tick!
Pete: Ready for a walk, girl?
Scot-Michael: I'm ready! Wait, what's wrong?
Nicholas: Oh dear, it's my footwear...
Nicholas: These sandals are lovely, but not suitable for strolling about.
I must find a proper pair of trainers.
Scot-Michael: Well, hurry up. We don't want to keep them waiting.
Nicholas: I shan't be a tick!
BR: Where are those guys?
Stephen Orange: Where are you guys going?
Nicholas: We're going on walkabout with BR and Peter. Do join us.
Stephen: Okay, just need to grab a sweater.
Scot-Michael: Be quick about it!
Stephen: All right, I'm ready to go.
Nicholas: Oh dear...
Scot-Michael: Now what?
Nicholas: I'm missing my scarf. I'll just go back and find it.
Scot-Michael: >Sigh< Nicholas...
Nicholas: No, no, shan't be a tick!
Stephen: Er, does he not...
Scot-Michael: No, he does not. Give him a second; he'll work it out.
At least, it better only take a second...
Nicholas: Drat it all, I couldn't find it! .....Oh.
Well...aren't I the daft old sausage?
Stephen: Where are they?
Scot-Michael: I found a note. "We got tired of waiting and left on our walk.
We'll see you later. Signed, BR & Pete."
Stephen: We'll just go on our own walk, then.