"Say, you, the lady over there." "Eh?" "Could you give me a bit of advice?"

"...Hey...Hey, teacher!" "Eh? Oh." "Are you really OK? Shouldn't you cancel the lesson?"

Yes, that is most certainly so.

Eh? Have we run out of toner? Oh well, sorry, but can you go the staff-room and get some, Katou?

"Take a look at this." "Eh?" "There's an impact mark on the right-hand side of the bumper."

"Hey! It's dangerous to run here." "Eh? ... A-a-Aaah!!" "Oh dear, what did I tell you?"

"Isn't it about time you tried photographing people or something?" "Eh? Snapshots? I don't know ..."

"Ah, this is my idiot son Takashi" "Eh-er, yes. (The late) Takashi, right?" "Fuusy, he isn't dead yet! Probably."

He-heh-heh, I'm terrible at sports so if I run a while my sides hurt right away.

"Kai dear! I'm really sad! Having my first experience in this way." "Eh?" "Skip-ping-town."

When angry, count ten; when very angry, a hundred.

Before he went fishing, he dug up some worms for bait.

When should I return the car?

I'll let you know in advance.

I'd jump through hoops for you.

Having hit a streak of bad luck, my fortune had gone to pot in no time.

The value of the painting was estimated at several million dollars.

Wow, you're really in a bad mood. Don't get scrappy.

Well... My house isn't big enough.

Really? I had locked it up before I went out.