Florence: Hey love

Maya:hey, How are you feeling? I noticed that you weren't at set for long

Florence: I feel sick and my throat is sore

Maya: poor baby Flo, do you need soup? I can bring it over for you.

Florence: no don't worry about it Love

                    (20 minutes later)

Maya: Open the door, It's freezing out here

Florence: why are you here?

Maya: I'm here because you are sick.

Florence: Okay