One night, Estefânia, the Little Wig, and Helga were at the Vienna Opera House, where Helga was practicing singing. While waiting for the performance to begin, Helga rehearsed, under the envious gaze of the Little Wig, who said:
"Why are you showing off so much, chubby?"
"Because I'll be singing in Brazil soon."
The Little Wig laughed and said:"Have you gone mad?"
"No. Giovanna Victórya, who lived in my house, is soon to become the Mayor of her city, Lagoa da Italianinha."
The Little Wig said:
"Helga, as far as I know, Brazilians like samba, carnival, and football. I don't believe opera is their forte."
"That's not why I can't present my work." "Over there in Brazil, there are people who have strayed a bit from the musical style most played there, there's the famous opera singer Bidu Sayão, there's Carlos Gomes, the composer who wrote 'O Guarani'...
- You're very well-informed, huh?
- Yes, I studied about that country. When I perform there, I want to be familiar with what the people are like there.
Helga began to sing, and Peruquinha looked at her enviously."
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