Medusa You can say that again. Let's set out for the beach.
Zeus: The beach sounds good. We can head down Highway 1 and go to Siesta Beach.
Medusa: What do you say we stop at a hotel for a night?
Zeus: Ok, but I want to check out early so we aren't stuck in traffic.
Medusa: That's OK with me. Too bad we don't have a magic carpet. We would get to the beach faster,
Zeus: If we had a magic carpet, I'd take you to a magic land.
Medusa: That's sweet of you, but knowing our luck, the magic carpet would break down and we would have to walk.
Zeus: Let's hope our luck is with us this weekend. I really need to get away.
Medusa: I know what you mean. We've been working too hard. It's time we got away. Group Work