text: Willard: Wanna go ice skating? They've just opened a rink in the city centre
  Cait: When?
  Willard: This Friday?
  Cait: Ah... I'm afraid I can't, I'll be helping my parents with something.
  Willard: I'm fine with Saturday or Sunday too
  Cait: Not sure about that, sorry... I'd rather not make any plans for this weekend
  Willard: OK, no pressure, the rink isn't going anywhere
  Willard: We can go next week or whenever is fine with you
  Cait: Uhhhh, I'm sorry, I wasn't completely honest
  Cait: It's true that I'm busy this Friday but I'm also not a very good skater
  Cait: What I mean is I can barely stand on the ice so I'm kind of scared
  Cait: I'm really sorry
  Willard: Oh
  Willard: You should've said so from the start! Nothing bad about it
  Willard: I could try to teach you if you want
  Cait: Maybe... I dunno. I'll think about it after the weekend, OK?
target: Cait doesn't want to go ice skating with Willard because she's ashamed she can't.