Roger asked nervously, not wanting anything more to do with that one.

Roger asked, just to be sure that the information wasn't getting garbled.

"So you won't be persuaded to do what Roger asked."

Roger asked me if I was going to run for President in 1992.

Roger asked, checking his impulse to turn around and look.

Roger asked, following the young woman in question round the room with his eyes.

Roger piloted her to the bar and asked what she would have.

Roger asked casually, as the other moved over to the doorway.

Roger asked, as they shut themselves in and sat down.

So Roger calls and asks me to meet him on the main floor.