Setting: A cozy café in Madrid, a few days before New Year’s Eve. The smell of fresh churros and hot chocolate fills the air.
Lucía: (sipping her café con leche) Sooo… have you bought your red underwear yet?
Clara: (laughs) You’re really doing that again this year?
Lucía: “Again”? Clara, it’s tradition. You must wear red underwear on New Year’s Eve if you want good luck next year. Everyone knows that.
Clara: Everyone thinks that. There’s a difference.
Lucía: Come on, don’t start with your science brain again. Look, last year I wore red and guess what? I found 50 euros in the street the next day!
Clara: And how many people didn’t wear red and still had good luck? Maybe someone else found 100 euros and they were wearing blue polka-dot boxers. Correlation doesn’t equal causation.
Lucía: You sound like my statistics professor from uni. Ugh. But listen, it’s not just me! My cousin Marina wore red undies last year and met her now-boyfriend at that rooftop party. They’re moving in together!
Clara: Okay, let me guess. She also brushed her teeth, drank a glass of cava, and probably listened to Bad Bunny that night. Why not give credit to those things?
Lucía: (laughing) Because none of those are magical. Red underwear is!
Clara: It’s not magic, it’s marketing! That whole tradition probably started because some lingerie store had too many red thongs in December.
Lucía: Don’t ruin the mystery! Besides, it’s fun. Even if it’s not scientifically true, what’s the harm?
Clara: I’m not against fun. But when people start thinking red fabric controls their future, it gets silly. Like when you wouldn’t leave the house on Tuesday the 13th because “bad luck” might follow you.
Lucía: And guess what? I didn’t stub my toe that day like the week before. Coincidence? I think not.
Clara: (smiling) You stubbed your toe because you were dancing around your kitchen in socks on a wet floor.
Lucía: Still. Bad vibes. Red undies = good vibes.
Clara: (mock serious) So if I wear green underwear instead, does that mean I’ll find a four-leaf clover and become a millionaire?
Lucía: Only if you find it while eating twelve grapes under a table holding a suitcase.
Clara: (laughing) Okay, I’ll give you this: Spanish New Year traditions are wild. But charming.
Lucía: Exactly. They’re meant to be fun! I’m not building my whole life on it. It’s just… a nice little boost of hope. You wear red, you feel a little braver. A little luckier.
Clara: Hmm. So it’s more about mindset than magic?
Lucía: Now you’re starting to sound like a spiritual influencer.
Clara: (grinning) Fine. I’ll compromise. I’ll wear red… socks. Just for you.
Lucía: Deal. And I promise not to scream “bad luck!” when you open your umbrella indoors.
Clara: See? Look at us, bridging the gap between superstition and science.
Lucía: Over coffee and churros, anything’s possible.
(They toast their mugs and burst out laughing.)
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