Dee: Are you ok?
Emily (looking a bit exhilirated): Huh? Yeah. A little puffed. Woo! There's my exercise for the week!
Dee: But are you hurt at all, are you -
Emily (patting down her fringe, which got tousled while running): What? Dee, you saw all that, didn't you? You know I'm fine.
Dee: But - oh god - I'm so sorry -
Emily: Dee, it's fine, I made it. Everything's fine. Are you ok?