Ying is having pre-birthday jitters. She just called and here's the transcript.
Ying: Where are you?
Me: In the office.
Ying: I'm depressed. What time are you coming home?
Me: You're asking this as if we're living together.
Ying: I'm depressed because my birthday is coming up. Come and accompany me!
Me: You think I'm very free eh.
Ying: Okay, we'll go play pool. I'll get Weihao to drive us.
I don't know whether to say poor Ying or poor Weihao.