Marie: What's up, darling?
Sara: Hi Marie. I'm in France looking for a job. Pity I can't make it for those workshops in Lisbon. Are u going?
Marie: No, I don't have time now. Where in France?
Sara: in Cannes. If you draw a straight line, it's quite close to Barcelona :P
Marie: hehe I'm still renovating. I'm gonna jump off a cliff if it doesn't end soon. Can't do it any longer.
Sara: it is always like this!
Marie: I thought I knew it
Sara: My parents planned 3 months and it turned into 10 years :D
Marie: seriously it takes way toooo long
Sara: haha
Marie: What kind of job? Are you practising "Aaaaaaaaaaaa"?
Sara: waitress
Marie: there you have it - singing waitress <3
Sara: I'm not practising anything right now or they would put me in a mental institution, this is a different world here
Marie: hehe
Sara: only talks about restaurants, fast cars and watches
Marie: in a mental institution you could have peace at least and time for practising hehe
Sara: and electrotherapy
Marie: this was in 19th century ;)
Sara: I'd bring my own blender there
Marie: and metal straws and the whole set in an eco-bag
Sara: damn right! I packed it all
Marie: you took it to France too?
Sara: of course!
Marie: haha <3
Sara: and a garlic press
Sara is in Cannes looking for a job as a waitress. Marie is renovating. According to Sara, if she started singing at her job, she would be put in a psychiatric hospital. She's certain that even there she would take her usual set of useful everyday items, that she took to France. 