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.