[Scene: A cozy Parisian apartment. The smell of fresh crêpes fills the air. Claire, wearing an apron, flips a crêpe into the pan while Julien, holding a coffee cup, leans against the counter.]
Claire: Voilà! The first crêpe is done! Now, into the drawer it goes.
Julien: (chokes on coffee) Wait, wait — you’re seriously putting that in the drawer? Claire, why not just eat it like a normal person?
Claire: (grinning) Non, non, mon cher Julien. It’s La Chandeleur! Everyone knows you save the first crêpe in a drawer to bring good fortune for the year.
Julien: (raising an eyebrow) Claire, you’re a brilliant graphic designer, you speak three languages, and you still believe a stale crêpe in a drawer is going to make your year lucky?
Claire: (laughing) Hey, it worked last year! Remember? I got that promotion, met Marc, and found that fifty-euro bill on the street.
Julien: Claire, that’s called coincidence. Correlation, not causation. You could’ve saved a sock in the drawer, and those things would still have happened.
Claire: (mock gasp) How dare you insult the crêpe magic! Look, it’s a tradition. My grandmother did it, my mother did it, and now I do it. It’s harmless and… fun.
Julien: (grinning) Fun until you forget it in there, and you have a moldy crêpe growing a penicillin farm next month.
Claire: Pff, details! Besides, some things can’t be explained by science. Don’t you have any little rituals or lucky charms?
Julien: Hmm… I do knock on wood sometimes, but I don’t actually believe it changes anything. It’s just… habit. But you genuinely think this crêpe determines your luck.
Claire: Not determines, exactly. It helps. It’s like… setting the tone, you know? A symbolic gesture.
Julien: So why a crêpe in a drawer and not, say, a waffle under the bed?
Claire: (laughing) Because that would just be weird.
Julien: (playfully) Oh, but a crêpe in a drawer is perfectly logical?
Claire: (smirking) Look, Mister Rational, I know you think you’re saving me from my “irrational” ways, but what’s the harm? It makes me happy, and it’s a connection to my family. Plus, it’s cute!
Julien: Fair point. But imagine if I applied that logic everywhere. “I didn’t study, but I put a croissant in my backpack, so I’ll pass the exam.” You see the problem?
Claire: (thoughtful) Hmm. Okay, maybe it’s not scientific, but it’s part of the fun. And honestly, we humans are weird creatures. We like our little superstitions.
Julien: That’s true. But tell me this — what if next year, you don’t save the first crêpe, and things still go great? Would you reconsider?
Claire: (grinning) That’s a gamble I’m not willing to take, mon ami.
Julien: (laughing) You’re hopeless. Fine, keep your crêpe talisman. But at least put it in a ziplock bag, for science’s sake.
Claire: Deal. And who knows — maybe next year, I’ll convert you. I’ll make you save your first cup of coffee in a drawer.
Julien: (mock horror) Touch my coffee and we’ll have a real problem.
Claire: (laughing) Oh come on, admit it — life’s a little more fun with a sprinkle of magic.
Julien: Maybe. But I’m still eating my crêpe, thank you very much.
[They both laugh as Claire carefully slides the first crêpe into the drawer, and Julien grabs the second one from the plate, shaking his head with a smile.]
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