“Hello, Diana! You’re doing great, maybe?”
“Not coarse, shtank (anag). Sounds like howru?”
“Brill, Diana.” But Karen was looking at Google Maps on her mobile phone.
Diana wanted to help. “Have you been defeated?” she asked.
“Where might Pizza Dario exist?” Karen wondered.
“First letter of the alphabet!” Diana exclaimed. “One and tiwonk back.”
“Which roads might reach there?”
“Four down and three across,” said Diana, pointing.
Karen’s face lit up. “Thanx, Diana – seeya!”