[Scene: A noisy construction site. Workers hammering, drilling, and shouting. Sara, the no-nonsense boss, and Ali, the overly eager office manager, stand in hard hats, high-vis jackets, and clipboard in hand.]
Sara: (shouting over noise) Ali! Are you writing this down?
Ali: (nodding vigorously) Absolutely! (pauses) What am I writing down again?
Sara: (sighs) The risk assessment, Ali! We’ve got to spot hazards, so the cleaning crew knows what they’re walking into.
Ali: Got it! (scribbles furiously) “Potential hazard: loud noises may cause spontaneous dance moves.”
Sara: (grabs clipboard) That’s not a risk, Ali. That’s just you trying to justify your Friday night routines.
Ali: Fair point.
[They move to a stack of paint cans precariously balanced on a wobbly stool.]
Sara: (pointing) Right, that’s a clear hazard. Write down “unstable objects.”
Ali: (writing) “Unstable objects may resemble my ex’s emotional state.” Got it!
Sara: (rolls eyes) Stick to the hazards, Ali.
Ali: Fine, fine… (scribbles)
[They pass a worker using a jackhammer, which causes Ali’s clipboard to rattle violently.]
Ali: (holding clipboard like a shield) Is this what an earthquake feels like?!
Sara: (grins) Only if you’re dramatically underprepared. Write down “vibration risk.”
Ali: (scribbles) “Vibration risk: could shake out loose fillings.” Noted.
[They approach a set of unfinished stairs. There’s a “WET CEMENT” sign half-hidden under a pile of tools. Ali steps forward.]
Sara: (grabbing Ali’s collar) No! Don’t step there!
Ali: (peering down) Oh… that would’ve been bad. “Wet cement: perfect for creating permanent footprints.”
Sara: Just write “Wet cement – trip hazard.”
Ali: (scribbling) Spoilsport.
[They turn a corner where a builder is eating a sandwich on a scaffold above. A chunk of lettuce falls and lands directly on Sara’s shoulder. Ali snorts.]
Sara: (deadpan) Write down “Falling objects.” And maybe “Emotional trauma caused by aggressive lettuce.”
Ali: (giggling while writing) Noted!
[They reach the exit. Sara breathes a sigh of relief. Ali, still scribbling, stops and looks proud.]
Ali: I think we nailed that, boss! Safety first, right?
Sara: (grins) With your notes, I’m more worried about our crew turning this into a dance floor.
Ali: (posing dramatically) Safety… but make it fabulous.
[They both laugh as they exit the site.]