INT. CROWDED WAREHOUSE STORE–DAY
Winnie and Caryn push a small cart through narrow aisles, trying to maneuver around the myriad of customers, some dressed in full chef attire.
Do you see it?
Maybe by the gadgets on the back wall.
I already looked there.
Winnie stops suddenly at a shelf of fine and rare teas.
She picks up a nicely packaged bundle to examine. Caryn continues to push the cart down the aisle and slows when she sees a shelf full of quality chocolate. With hardly a glance at the labels, she fills the bottom of the cart with a solid variety.
Caryn rounds the corner to the refrigerated wall and adds vegetable, beef and veal stock to the cart. Winnie appears again, loaded down with arms full of spices, olive oils and cheeses.
How much do you get to spend?
No limit. Just gave me a credit card and said to buy what I need.
In that case, I think we should stock my kitchen too.
Caryn gives Winnie a glance.
You’re a lawyer. Please try to act like one.
Winnie takes over pushing the cart.
Right. Let’s stay focused here.
The girls stroll through the store, adding various artisan food items and an assortment of gadgets.
Wow! Brioche pans for a dollar.
Winnie is down the aisle peering closely into a bin.
Look! Is this it?
She holds up a small six-pronged fork that looks like it could bale doll-sized hay. Caryn’s face lights up.
Winnie tosses it in the cart, but Caryn pulls it out again to twirl in her fingers.
It’s just like the picture in Bon Appetit. I have a new friend.
Winnie rolls her eyes as Caryn makes cooing noises at her toy.
Let’s get out of here before we have to get another cart.
Right. We’ll come back next week.
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