Here is a model with which to experiment.
Except for some moderate editing for continuity, the dialogue
immediately following is pretty much as it happened.
(Grandma said) 'Mike, answer the phone. I'm busy.'
(Grandpa grumbled) 'It's probably for you.'
'Well, then, take the message.'
(Mumble, mumble) 'Hello.'
'Hi, Grandpa!'
'Yo, ho, ho! Looka what I got, and it isn't even my birthday!
My too-faraway grandchild! How goes...?'
'I want another story, Grandpa.'
'Huh? What's this 'another' story bit all of a sudden?'
'A space story, Grandpa, write me a space story.'
'Space? What do I know about space? Where in space?'
'Far out.'
'How far? Space is humungous.'
'Tell me about it. I watch TV cartoons too.'
'Well then, as one expert to another, this calls for a telephone story
conference.'
The next ten minutes consisted of an in-depth give-and-take during
which grandchild enlightened me about our Sun and its family of
planets. Together, we counted off and named the planets from Mercury
on out, guessed at the number of moons orbiting each, and which of the
outer planets had rings '?that look like flattened hula hoops.
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