A Meeting at Brighton

I beg your pardon. I do hope I haven't hurt you.

Not at all. My fault really I was walking far too quickly I'm so sorry.

It's all right. But haven't we met before?

I'm afraid I can't place you.

Last summer in Brighton.

But of course you're Mike. How stupid of me. I beg your pardon. I should've remembered.

It doesn't matter. One meets so many people at Brighton. And how are you?

Not too bad, thank you. And you?

Oh, I'm fine. But look here. What about a cup of coffee in that espresso I was just going to have one.

I'm afraid I can't just now. I'm sorry but I really must be going.

That's all right. Some other time perhaps

Yes, certainly. Do you often go to that espresso bar? 

I usually have elevense's there between lectures.

All right. I'll drop in one of these days.

Good bye then.

Goodbye.