Mitchel: Oh, George, I'll tell you this because you're my best friend. Okay?
George: What's up?
Mitchel: I have a problem. I asked my dad for money and he didn't give me anything.
George: And you took some money from his pocket. I'm right?
Mitchel: Yes, you're. I think he has known for two days and he is waiting for me to tell him.
George: You don't need to worry. Why don't you tell him the truth? If I were you, I would say sorry and give him the money you took.
Mitchel: Will you come with me?
George: Poor thing. You'd better go alone. I am sure he will calm down.
Mitchel: I would try this. I am scared. Thank you, my friend.
George: No problem. Let's go to class.
