Brian Tivol tivol@mit.edu		M:	Hello?
		B:	Hello, Matt?
		M:	Yes?
		B:	This is Brian. Remember how I said I was coming down this weekend? Ok, so, the gal I was going to stay with never managed to get her keys to me. It's a long story, and I feel really stupid, but I was hoping you could help me find a hostel or something.
		M:	Oh no... Where are you now?
		B:	Um... signs in the building say I'm between North and Canal Streets. It's some sort of building at RISD.
		M:	Do you know any of the cross streets?
		B:	No-- wait, there's a big sign here: "RISD Store".
		M:	Oh, great, I know where that is. Hang on, I'm supposed to be waiting for someone, but... well, a friend is here and he can wait, I guess. Yeah, ok, I'll meet you in, oh, ten minutes, I guess. It's mostly downhill, so I ought to make it there in ten minutes, I guess.
		B:	Thanks, man. I feel really bad.
		M:	Don't worry about it. Ok, I'll be right there.