[Scene: A cozy café near Alexanderplatz, Berlin. It’s drizzling lightly outside. Lena walks in with damp hair, beaming.]
Lena:
(excitedly shaking water off her coat)
Jonas! You won’t believe it—first rain after three dry weeks, and I got soaked. It’s going to be a lucky month, I just know it!
Jonas:
(smirking, stirring his coffee)
Is that so? Or is it just going to be a month where you catch a cold?
Lena:
(laughs)
Come on, you know the saying—“Erster Regen nach der Dürre bringt Glück, wenn er dich trifft.” My Oma swore by it! She once found a fifty-euro note on the ground the same day it happened!
Jonas:
(raises an eyebrow)
Your grandmother also believed her cat could predict the weather by staring at the toaster.
Lena:
Exactly! And she was never wrong. That cat stared at the toaster the day we got a thunderstorm!
Jonas:
Or maybe the cat just liked its reflection. Lena, rain is… just condensed water vapor. It doesn’t know you, it doesn’t pick favorites. If that’s luck, then my dishwasher must be magical.
Lena:
(grinning)
Only if your dishwasher has ever led you to unexpected money or free concert tickets.
Jonas:
Okay, humor me—has this rain brought you any luck yet?
Lena:
Well… (pauses) I did get the last Franzbrötchen at the bakery this morning. Coincidence? I think not!
Jonas:
(deadpan)
Ah yes. The universe rearranged its molecules to ensure your pastry craving was fulfilled. Truly, the stars are aligned.
Lena:
You laugh, but what’s wrong with believing in a little magic now and then? It’s comforting. It gives the world some… sparkle.
Jonas:
I get that. Really, I do. It’s human nature to look for meaning. But if we attribute luck to rain or cats and not—say—our decisions or hard work, don’t we risk giving up control?
Lena:
Hmm. You mean like, relying on superstition instead of action?
Jonas:
Exactly. Like if you believe rain brings luck, you might start skipping real opportunities waiting for “signs.”
Lena:
(thoughtfully)
True. But… isn’t it also okay to let some traditions live on just because they make us smile?
Jonas:
Absolutely. Just don’t let the rain dictate your stock investments.
Lena:
(mock shock)
Wait, are you saying my lucky umbrella won’t affect the DAX?
Jonas:
Only if you throw it at someone in finance.
[They both burst out laughing. The rain outside has stopped.]
Lena:
Alright, Mr. Logic. How about this—I’ll keep my lucky rain belief, and take your advice to actually look for my own luck too. Deal?
Jonas:
Deal. And next time it rains, I’ll join you outside. Who knows—maybe your Oma’s toaster cat was onto something.
Lena:
(winks)
Now that’s the spirit.
[Fade out as they clink coffee cups.]

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