Read the below conversation. W: Did you hear Jakie's going to work in another department? We need to have a really good party so that we can send her off really well. So, what shall we do? M: Why don't we have a surprise party, Maggie? W: That's a good idea. We could go to the Holiday Inn Hotel. M: That's too expensive. Maybe we can ask Carrie to make a cake. W: Yeah, let's do that. Perhaps we could just give the party in the office and put up some balloons. M: That's great. I think we should also buy a really big card, a huge card, and we should get everybody to sign it. W: Shall we have some music? What would the listener say?
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Answer: M: I was thinking exactly that myself. But ...
Q: Read the below conversation. Girl: Dad, can I go to a movie with Sharon? Dad: Yeah, sure, but wait. Weren't you supposed to get a report card sometime this past week? Girl: Well, oh yeah. Can I call Sharon now? Dad: Uh-hum. You didn't answer my question. Did you receive it or not? Girl: I love you Dad! You're the best! Dad: Don't try to butter me up. I can guess that your answer means that you didn't do well in some of your classes? Girl: Well, my English teacher is soooo boring, and he blows up every time someone talks. Dad: In other words, you're not doing so well? Girl: Uh, a C ... minus. Dad: Oh. Well, how are you doing in your Spanish class? You said you liked that one. Girl: Well, I do, but I forgot to turn in a couple of assignments, and I had problems on the last test. All those verbs tripped me up. I get them all mixed up in my head! Dad: Okay, and what about algebra? Girl: Ah, I'm acing that class. No sweat. Dad: Oh! Girl: Can I go now? Dad: And how are you doing in history? Girl: Oh, that's my favorite class. Mr. Jones is always passing out candy if you know the answers to his questions. Dad: Great. Now, I have a bright daughter with tooth decay. Girl: Ah, Dad. Can I go now? Dad: You can go if you answer my history question. How old am I? Girl: Uh, fifty-five? Dad: Fifty-five! You just failed a math and history test at the same time! Girl: Dad ... Dad: Well, okay, but you need to come straight home from the movie, and you need to practice your clarinet. Girl: Oh, I forgot about that grade? Dad: What? What would the listener say?
A: Girl: Gotta run, Dad.
Question: Read the below conversation. M: Do you like my new shoes? What would the listener say?
Answer: F: Oh, yes. Aren't they smart?
[Q]: Read the below conversation. M: Excuse me. I'm looking for Park Street. W: Park Street? It isn't far from here. Just keep walking up this street. Turn left at the first corner, go straight ahead and turn left again and in front of you is the Park Street. M: Thank you. I'm looking for a bank. W: There are lots of banks on Park Street. Do you want to change your money? M: Yes. Which bank do you suggest? W: You could try the New City Bank. It's next to the big church. M: And is there a post office near here? W: Yes. See that big new shopping center? There is one on the first floor. M: Oh, thank you very much. What would the listener say?
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[A]: W: You are welcome.
input: Please answer the following: Read the below conversation. Driving Officer: Okay. Mr. Smith. Let's begin your road test. Mr. Smith: Oh. I know I'm ready. I've been practicing in my driveway all week. Driving Officer: Okay. Mr. Smith. As I'm sure you are aware, you will not only be tested on your knowledge of the rules of the road, but on your behavior toward other motorists. Mr. Smith: Okey-dokey. Driving Officer: Okay. Now you can start your car. Mr. Smith: Yeah, right. Here we go! Driving Officer: Whoa! Take it easy. The speed limit in this business district is only 25 miles an hour. [Oh]. All right. Now, turn right at the next corner... [This corner?] Na, not here! Wow! You forgot to signal too! Mr. Smith: Gosh. I didn't see that one, and... Ah, Could you grab my cell phone under my seat. [Huh?] Nah, I'll get it. Driving Officer: Oh, Mr. Smith. Keep your eyes on the road! Mr. Smith: Oh yeah. Driving Officer: Okay. Now, pull over here and show me that you can parallel park. Mr. Smith: Sure. Wait. Hey bud. Move your car. I was here first! Driving Officer: Ah. Forget it. Just keep driving. Mr. Smith: So, how am I doing? Can I just take a peek at your notes? Driving Officer: No! And, uh, watch out. Mr. Smith. Now you're tailgating the vehicle in front of us. Mr. Smith: Oh, yeah. I'm just so excited about getting my license today. [Right.]. Driving Officer: Okay. Now carefully, CAREFULLY turn right here, and wait, wait, WAIT... STOP!! You almost hit that pedestrian. How in the world did you pass the written test anyway? [Well...]You have to give way to any pedestrians crossing the street. Jeez! Mr. Smith: Oh. sorry about that. It won't happen again. [Car screeching to a stop...] Driving Officer: Whoa! Get out! [What?] Get out! I'm driving back to the office. Mr. Smith: Does this mean I didn't pass the test? Driving Officer: Look, Mr. Smith. Could you do me a favor? When you come back to take the test again, plan on coming on Friday. Mr. Smith: Again? Why? Is it less crowded that day? What would the listener say?
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output: Driving Officer: No. It's my day off.
Read the below conversation. M: Hello,may I speak to Sindy, please? What would the listener say?
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Answer:
F: OK,hold on please.