Dror: Nurit! Did you hear?
Nurit: No, what happened?
Dror: Ronit's grandmother died.
Nurit: Oy! I'm sorry to hear that. When did she pass away?
Dror: Yesterday evening.
Nurit: When will the funeral be?
Dror: It's not yet clear. Either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow
Ronit and Rami haven't arrived yet.
Nurit: Where were they?
Dror: They were in Paris
Nurit: Paris! What are you talking about! (You must be kidding!)
Dror: They were on vacation.
Nurit: So they weren't (here) when Grandma passed away!
Dror: Right. . .it happened suddenly, apparently.
Nurit: What a pity, What a pity! She was a wonderful woman.
Dror: Blessed be the True Judge!
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