[Scene: Camille’s apartment in Lyon, France. Camille is hanging a shiny, old horseshoe above the front door. Her friend, Julien, arrives carrying a bag of groceries.]
Julien:
(laughing) Camille, are you redecorating or opening a horse stable?
Camille:
(grinning as she steps back to admire the horseshoe) Ah, Julien, don’t mock! This horseshoe will bring me good luck. You know, it’s an old family tradition — my grandmother swore by it.
Julien:
(setting down the groceries) Your grandmother also swore that garlic keeps vampires away, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never met a vampire in Lyon.
Camille:
(wagging her finger) See? Maybe that’s because everyone’s grandmother was using garlic! But seriously, the horseshoe brings protection and prosperity. Why risk tempting fate?
Julien:
Come on, Camille. You know there’s no scientific evidence that a bent piece of iron above your door changes your fortune. It’s just a coincidence if things go well. People look for patterns — it’s how our brains work.
Camille:
Maybe. But when I moved into this apartment last year, I didn’t hang a horseshoe, and remember what happened? My washing machine broke, the neighbors threw that wild party at 2 a.m., and I twisted my ankle on the stairs. All in the same month! Coincidence?
Julien:
(raising an eyebrow) Or… maybe the washing machine was old, the neighbors were students, and you were texting while walking down the stairs?
Camille:
(chuckling) Okay, okay, maybe you have a point. But it makes me feel better. Isn’t that worth something?
Julien:
Sure! If it brings you peace of mind, I’m all for it. But don’t mistake the feeling for evidence. It’s like carrying a lucky rabbit’s foot — it might calm you down before a job interview, but it’s your preparation that actually gets you the job.
Camille:
Hah! Tell that to my cousin Éloïse. She swears her promotion came right after she hung a horseshoe at her office.
Julien:
Did you ask how many extra hours she put in or how many projects she finished ahead of schedule?
Camille:
Well… she did pull some late nights.
Julien:
Exactly. Look, I get why traditions stick. They’re comforting. But I’d rather bet on hard work, good habits, and maybe — just maybe — a properly installed washing machine.
Camille:
(teasing) Fine, Monsieur Rational. But next time you walk under a ladder or break a mirror, don’t come crying to me!
Julien:
(laughing) Deal! And if I win the lottery without a horseshoe, I’m taking you out for dinner — to prove luck has nothing to do with it.
Camille:
Ha! I’ll hold you to that. Until then, let me enjoy my little piece of magic, okay?
Julien:
Fair enough. But I’m bringing you a wrench for that washing machine — just in case science needs to help your luck along.
Camille:
(laughing) You’re impossible, Julien. But I’m glad you’re here — horseshoe or not.
[They share a smile as Camille finishes adjusting the horseshoe and Julien heads to the kitchen to unpack the groceries.]
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