Laurel: is everything ok? You look worried.

Tommy: not worried, just… my father called.

Laurel: and how did that go?

Tommy: he invited us to dinner for tonight.

Laurel: oh~

Tommy: apparently he wants to mend some fences, but thanks to him, I can’t afford a fence, so I can only assume he’s got some other agenda /əˈdʒɛndə/.

Laurel: well, there’s only one way to find out. Maybe he really is trying to extend /ɪkˈstɛnd/ an olive branch.

Tommy: you really do look for the best in people, don't you?

Laurel: lucky for you.