May: Poor Danny. You are so enfeebled!
Daniel: Don't worry. No big deal. Just a common cold.
May: Mom called just now saying that she and Dad will be back later. Do you want to speak to them on phone?
Daniel: No. You can never count on the grown-ups when there is something.
May: Whatever. Have a drink of water.
Daniel: Come on, sister. This is the seventh glass already.
May: Maybe later. I think we have a medicine-kit.
Daniel: Do we? Where is it?
May: Probably on the of the cabinet. I'll go and get it.
Daniel: Be careful. Now I have no one but you to depend on.
May: Oh, here it is. Patulin. Oh, no!
Daniel: What's the new strike?
May: Keep lying down. The matter is that all the medicine here is past expiration.
Daniel: Poor me!