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"Hello. Wimbledon Ticket Office. How can we help you?"
"Oh hello there. My name is David Beckham*. I would like to speak to your manager."
"Of course. Just a moment Mr Beckham."
"Hello. Deborah Snodgrass here. I am the ticket office manager . How can we help you Mr Beckham?"
"Well, I would like to see the men's final this year and I was wondering if you had any complimentary tickets left in the royal box for VIPs?"
"Oh, for you Mr Beckham. I am sure we can sort something out. How many tickets do you need?"
"Just two Deborah. For me and my oldest son - Brooklyn."
"No problem Mr Beckham. I will leave two tickets for you at reception. You need to pick them up by three o'clock."
"Thank you for your help Deborah."
"Bye-bye."
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"Hello. Wimbledon Ticket Office. How can we help you?"
"Oh hello. I am just phoning on the off chance that you might have some spare tickets for tomorrow's men's final?"
"Excuse me. Who are you?"
"My name is Grace Honey. I have been a tennis fan all my life but I have never been to Wimbledon."
"Are you a celebrity?"
"No but I am well-known here in Bridlington. I have coached children's tennis for the past thirty years, rain and shine."
"Oh. So you are not a celebrity?"
"No. Not really."
"I am afraid we can't help you then. Bye!"
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"Hello. Wimbledon Ticket Office. How can we help you?"
"I would love to get a ticket for the men's final tomorrow but I am afraid I don't have any money."
"You must be kidding me! If you are not a bona fide celebrity then there's no way we can give you a complimentary ticket."
"But I am dying of lung disease."
"No way!"
"I am a paraplegic!"
"Nope!"
"I once saw Roger Federer in a Subway sandwich shop."
"Just a minute. I will have to talk to my manager."
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