No change

"Hi Marcia... Livia. Haven't seen you for ages. Fancy meeting for lunch this week to catch up? Somewhere local maybe. I've heard there's a new Moroccan in Chigwell doing a brilliant plate of mixed Meze at lunchtimes."

"I know it: it's very good. How about tomorrow?" Marcia seemed very keen.

"Can't do tomorrow; got to see my consultant I'm afraid. Thursday maybe?"

"OK... Your consultant?... Is it serious?"

"Hope not! Shouldn't be... fingers crossed. But I must say Marcia I'm rather worried about Tony. How does he seem to you?"

"A miserable bastard... so no change there!"

Both women laughed.