So I say, How are you going to fit in there?

I wondered what happened to you.

I asked Ann if she were a student.

What do you think of my doublet? I asked.

And I said, Well, what color do you want to paint it? And they said, Well, you choose. And I said, No, no, I'm learning to listen.

I gave him two cakes and asked, Are you going to eat them both?

I asked the girl for her name and she replied 'Zainab.'

I didn't ask.

Are you sure you want to call the police? I asked her.

I asked him, Why?

I asked them all.

And I asked him one question.

I asked about him.

I wasn't asking that.

And I brought women into the laboratory, and I asked them, Which one would you pick?

So, I asked the translator why she thought she was dying.

I said, What happened?

I asked where she lived.

I didn't ask Tom.

I've asked you this question before.

That's what I asked.

I've always wondered that.

I was nine years old when I asked my mother whether Father Christmas really existed.

And I pressed her, and I asked her,

I curiously asked 'Why?'

I asked him where he was going.

I asked what was wrong.

I wondered the same thing myself.

I've always wondered about this.

I asked him whether I could read it.

SM And I asked him, Do you send emails?

I'm like, What are you doing here?

And I pressed her, and I asked her, Why did you come back and get your care here?

But why? I asked him.

I saw. What is that? I asked.

I asked them to name me just 20.

I went down. I go, Where's my son?

I asked what he was going to do.

I asked you, is the work done?

I wondered what Tom wanted.

That wasn't my question.

That was not my question.

I asked whether the flowers were blooming.

I asked Tom where Mary was.

I asked her if I could read the book.