Scene: A sunny kitchen on a Saturday morning.
Lily, a cheerful blonde, was feeling a bit bored as she shuffled around the kitchen. Her friend Sarah, a brunette known for her quick wit, had just come over to hang out.
Lily: (opening the fridge) Hey, want some juice? I think I have some orange juice in here.
Sarah: (smiling) Sure! I could use a refreshing drink.
(Lily pulls out a bottle of orange juice and sets it on the counter. She notices the label and her expression shifts to one of deep contemplation.)
Lily: (staring intently) Wow, this is interesting…
Sarah: (raising an eyebrow) What’s so interesting about orange juice?
Lily: (pointing at the bottle) It says “concentrate.”
(Sarah chuckles, but Lily remains fixated on the bottle.)
Sarah: (teasingly) You okay there, Lily? You look like you’re solving a mystery.
Lily: (still staring) I’ve been thinking… What does it mean to concentrate?
(Time passes, and Sarah watches as Lily continues to stare at the bottle, lost in thought.)
Sarah: (laughing) Seriously? Are you actually trying to figure it out?
Lily: (sighing) I don’t know! It’s just so confusing. I’ve been staring at it for two hours!
Sarah: (grinning) You do realize it just means to focus the juice, right?
Lily: (finally snapping out of it) Wait, are you telling me nobody actually has to concentrate for two hours?
(They both burst into laughter, and Sarah shakes her head.)
Sarah: No, silly! But now I know what we’re doing all day—concentrating on orange juice!
(They continue to giggle as they pour the juice, and Lily finally moves on from her deep thoughts about juice.)