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Medium wide two-shot, both sitting on the porch steps. The woman on the upper-left step, the man on the lower-right step, facing each other. Camera holds wide with a faint slow drift to the right across the full clip — just enough movement to feel alive. The woman speaks first, looking at the man on the lower step. She is quiet, conversational, not dramatic. He listens, looking up at her, his head tilted. After she finishes he responds immediately, natural, warm. She reacts — a small nod, her arms tightening around her knees. THE WOMAN (looking at the man on the right): "You know what's strange about this town? Everyone looks at me like they're waiting for me to explain myself." THE MAN (looking up at the woman on the left, easy): "That's just Maine. They look at everyone like that. Took them three years to wave at me." THE WOMAN (the faintest almost-smile): "You're lying." THE MAN (half-grin): "Little bit." Pause. Wind. Both quiet for a beat. The steam rises between them. AUDIO: their voices natural and close, outdoor intimacy. Wind off the Atlantic. Waves on rocks. Steam. Wood creaking under their weight. No music. Diegetic only.