In the supermarket, Liz is on the phone:

Liz: Maria, I'll get the stuff for the soup. I'm in the supermarket right now.

Maria: Oh, thanks Liz. But you really don't have to bother yourself.

Liz: Listen, you've got a really bad cold, so you need sleep, medicine, and some good soup. I'll be back at the appartment soon.

Maria: Okay, see you then. And thanks again.

Liz: Excuse me, can you tell me where the chicken stock is?

Assistant: It's on aisle five with the spices.

Liz(to herself): Okay, what's next on my list? Celery, garlic, chicken, and potatoes. There they are. This soup will be ready in no time.