Shirley: Honey, wait! I've sprained my ankle.
Benjamin: Oh, my god, are you OK?
Shirley: Of course not!
Benjamin: Come on, sit down, and let me have a look.
Shirley: The pain is killing me.
Benjamin: I told you to wear running shoes. But you don't listen.
Shirley: I thought leather shoes will do just as well.
Benjamin: Hold on, don't move, I will take care of that.
Shirley: What are you going to do?
Benjamin: I will get some ice, and put it on your ankle.
(Benjamin gets some ice and put it on Shirley's ankle.)
Benjamin: How does that feel?
Shirley: God! It's freezing!
Benjamin: Be brave. Don't worry. You will be able to walk soon.