Task 23: An exemplar

Wolf 1 is sitting in an armchair by the fire, talking on the phone to Wolf 2. His conversation is interrupted by loud banging at his door, which continues intermittently throughout the scene.

Wolf 1: (Shouts) I'm on the phone!!! (Normal volume again) Sorry, it's those bloody pigs again. Honestly, it's the last time I give building advice to a piece of pork!
Wolf 2: I know what you mean. But it's not the animals I'm fed up with. It's pests of the human variety. It's enough to make me stop volunteering for meals on wheels.
Wolf 1: Now don't be silly. You know how much the old dear appreciates it.
Wolf 2: The old dear is fine; the old dear is a dream - always charm personified. But her granddaughter...
Wolf 1: She been round again, has she?
Wolf 2: Too bloody right she has. Her and Mr "Look how big my axe is!" Almost enough to make me wish I wasn't a vegan.
Wolf 1: Have you tried reasoning with them?
Wolf 2: Reasoning? With a teenage girl? You've got to be joking. I'd rather deal with your little pink friends any day.
Wolf 1: You say that, but you don't know the half of it. Got a solicitor's letter this morning. The fat one is suing me. Can you believe it? Says it's my fault his house fell down. Apparently it was nothing to do with that storm the other night.
Wolf 2: I know: awful, wasn't it! I thought it was never going to stop.
Wolf 1: Me too. But he's saying it was me. Reckons I 'blew' his house down.
Wolf 2: The cheek! If he'd only listened to you in the first place. You were only trying to save his bacon!
Wolf 1: Nice one. (He chuckles) You going tonight? WA meeting?
Wolf 2: Wouldn't miss one, you know me. I'm on the tenth step now.
Wolf 1: Pick me up on the way, would you? I really don't want to go through the forest at night. The three bears called earlier. They reckon that little, blond hooligan is out on the rampage again.
Wolf 2: Course. See you at eight. What's the time now?
Wolf 1: Dinner time.
Wolf 2: Thought so. See you later. (Hangs up)
Wolf 1: (Shouts again) Yes, yes - I'm coming. (Mutters) Bloody pigs...