Mike: Do you fancy taking Rhoda for a walk?
Isamaya: Yeh, sure. Where?
Mike: Round the park?
Isamaya: Which park?
Mike: The park at the end of the road.
Isamaya: You mean the cemetery?
Mike: Yes. The body park.

Mike: Don't assume.
It makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'

Isamaya, Angela and Mike are having dinner with some neighbours.
After much procrastination, they all sit down to eat.

Mike: Oh bugger. I didn't bring over the mustard.
Isabel: Don't worry Mike. We don't need the mustard.
Mike: Of course we do! We're eating sausage.
Isabel: I've got mustard- would you like some of that?
Mike: No? I spent ages making a fresh batch last night. It's really good stuff.
Isabel: Fresh mustard! wow. well you must get it then.

Mike goes across the road to fetch the mustard. When he comes back, he plunks it down on the table.

Isabel: Such a yellow colour. How did you make it? Did you buy the mustard seeds.
Mike: No it's Colemans mustard powder. You just add water.