Talia: It's all so incredible, Mom. I’m working on a story about one of the national soccer players, Nick Crawford… No, that's the thing. He knows that one of his teammates has framed him. And I believe he's innocent.
Talia: Look, Mom, I have to go. I’II call you tomorrow, OK? Bye. Yes, yes, me, too. Bye．
Nick：Hi．I came as soon as I could．What’s up?
Talia：I’ve been thinking about this all day…. Now tell me, again：When and how did you meet this Jackie Baker woman?
Nick：I’ve already told you．She came up to me at the juice bar．We set up a meeting．
Talia：Right．At her office．Except you never went up to her office．
Nick：Right, so she meets me in the lobby, we shake hands , and she takes me to lunch．
Talia：Yes, to a little place around the corner, as I recaII.
Nick：Right. And then she asks me to endorse a new pair of shoes.
Talia：Yeah. You told me they’re called Kicks.
Nick：Right. And she explains that I’ll have to wear the shoes when I play. And the company will use my name in the ads.
Talia：OK. Can you think of anything else?
Nick：Well, we did talk about an idea for a Kicks commercial．
Talia：A commercial? What commercial?
Nick：I told you about that, didn’t l? They wanted me to be in a commercial．
Talia：Hang on a second. You never said anything about a commercial. I wanna hear more about this. Don’t leave out any details. This could be important．
Nick：OK. So, over lunch she describes the deal…
Jackie：So，you’ll wear our shoes when you play. And we’ll use your name in ads. Do that and fifty thousand dollars is yours.
Nick：Sounds good. And this...