Sophie is in Iceland for work, and Oliver is in a really bad mood.

Oliver: Hey, how’s Iceland?

Sophie: I love it.

Oliver: Oh, what a surprise!

Sophie: It is actually. I don’t normally like camping!

Oliver: If I had the opportunity to visit places like that, I wouldn’t complain!

Sophie: What’s the matter with you today, Ollie?

Oliver: Ah, nothing really.

Sophie: If you don’t tell me, I’ll just keep asking ...

Oliver: Hmm. Yesterday, you were so excited you didn’t ask about my exam!

Sophie: Oh, Ollie! I’m so sorry. You’re more important to me than camping and volcanoes!

Oliver: Well, it doesn’t always feel like it.

Sophie: If I promise to travel less, will you forgive me?

Oliver: No, because you won’t travel less. You love it. And, if you travelled less because of me, I’d feel worse. So, it’s not an option.

Sophie: You don’t make it easy! Seriously, honey, I don’t think I knew about the exam. If I’d known, I would have asked. You know that.

Oliver: Well, anyway. Have you been near that volcano? What’s its name?

Sophie: Even if I had three days of classes, I wouldn’t be able to say it, I don’t think. Wait, I can’t say it unless I read it – Eyjafjallajökull. There are about 30 active volcanoes in Iceland; the 2010 eruption of Eyja . . . of that volcano really wasn’t so serious. If it hadn’t affected flights, we wouldn’t have heard much about it. There’s a bigger volcano near it – with a shorter name too – Katla. I’ve been there to see that. The landscape here’s awesome ... You can’t imagine what it’s like.

Oliver: No. Well, I’ll never go unless you take me.

Sophie: Darling, please…

Oliver: Sorry. What’s it like?