Setting: A cozy kitchen in Valencia, Spain. It’s early evening. The sun is low, casting a warm orange glow through the window. The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingers.
Lucía: (gasps as Carlos walks into the kitchen) ¡Carlos! You just walked in with your left foot first!
Carlos (grinning): Oh no! Should I walk back out and do a do-over?
Lucía: Don’t joke! That brings mala suerte. Now something is bound to go wrong—watch, the coffee will probably burn, or the gas bill will double!
Carlos (pouring himself a coffee): Or… you’ll just blame anything mildly annoying on my foot. You know this “right foot” thing doesn’t have any scientific basis, right?
Lucía: Ay, Carlos… just because it’s not in a science book doesn’t mean it’s not real. My abuela always said: “Empieza con el pie derecho, y el día va derecho.” She never missed it—and she lived to 93!
Carlos: Maybe she lived to 93 because she walked 5 kilometers a day and ate lentils with kale. Not because of her foot technique.
Lucía (serious, pointing): You laugh, but last week, I accidentally stepped into the bakery with my left foot first, and guess what? They were out of ensaimadas. First time in months! Coincidence?
Carlos (taking a sip of coffee): Mmm… yes. That’s exactly what a coincidence is.
Lucía: It’s patterns, Carlos. Signs. You don’t notice them because you’re too busy with your facts and data.
Carlos: I love facts and data. They don’t scare me. They don’t blame my feet for pastry shortages. Listen, have you ever tested it?
Lucía: What, like… a foot experiment?
Carlos: Yes! Flip a coin—right foot one day, left foot the next—and record what happens. I bet your “bad luck” days aren’t any worse. If anything, they’ll probably even out.
Lucía (laughs): So you want me to conduct a controlled superstition trial?
Carlos: Exactly! Call it the Foot Fortune Study. You’ll be the first woman in Spain to get a research grant for walking into rooms.
Lucía (smirking): And when my left-foot days are full of spilled coffee, late buses, and no hot water?
Carlos: You’ll blame it on the foot. But what if it happens on a right-foot day?
Lucía: Then I’ll know I stepped wrong without realizing it. Obviously.
Carlos: That’s the problem, Lucía! You’re immune to disproof. That’s like saying your football team only wins when you wear your “lucky scarf,” even though they’ve lost three matches in it.
Lucía: First of all, that scarf is not for luck—it’s for spirit. And second, they only lost because I washed it before the third game.
Carlos (laughing): You see what I’m dealing with, universe?
Lucía (playfully poking him): Don’t mock the universe. It’s listening.
Carlos: I hope it is. Maybe it can finally convince you that our actions, not our ankles, determine our fate.
Lucía: That’s a nice thought. But my abuela also said, “It’s better to believe a little too much than not enough.” Maybe a sprinkle of superstition keeps us humble.
Carlos: I think curiosity does that better. But hey, if stepping right gives you peace of mind, go ahead. Just don’t expect me to hop around the doorway like I’m doing the flamenco every time I enter.
Lucía (grinning): Deal. But if something bad happens today, I will remind you about your left foot.
Carlos (raising his cup): And I’ll remind you that science is not to blame for burnt toast.
Lucía: Unless the toast fell butter-side down. That’s just physics. Or karma.
Carlos: You mean… foot-karma?
Lucía (laughs): Maybe. Just watch your step.
[End Scene]
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