Sanaa: How much is this blouse?
Labiba: This blouse is 28 pounds.
Labiba's phone rings.
Labiba: Hello, what do you want, Ferial?
Ferial: It's not me who wants you, Fatihya wants to talk to you.
Labiba: Yes, what do you want, Fatihya?
Fatihya: I want you to renew the shop or work in another place, but not downtown.
Labiba: And what do you care if I work downtown? Are you my mom?
Fatihya: No, not to that extent, dear, but you need to know that renovations take two or three years. Let's destroy it down and rebuild.
Labiba: May God destroy you, Fatihya, hang up.