One afternoon, at the bus station diner, Branquinha and Valdenes were chatting when, suddenly, the chic beggar Warlla appeared, approached them, and said:
"Could the couple spare 2 reais?"
Branquinha said:
"I'm not his girlfriend, we're not a couple."
Warlla laughed and said:
"But you could be. You, a crazy woman in flip-flops, and him barefoot, two poor people."
Valdenes said:
"Warlla..."
"Mrs. Warlla, this is for you!" said Warlla.
"Alright, Mrs. Warlla, Branquinha is an advertising executive, niece of Congressman Moab, and she lives in a mansion, and I'm not as rich as her, but I live in the Bella Ciao Residential Complex, and where do you live?"
"You're very insolent, aren't you, you rascal?" "You were homeless too, your brother still lives on the streets chasing after that crazy Andreza, and just because you got off the streets, you think you're all that."
"Mrs. Warlla, please, you're smoking near us, I'm allergic to cigarettes," said Valdenes. "It's bad for your health!"
"But that's outrageous," said Warlla.
Branquinha said:
"Please, I don't smoke, and Valdenes doesn't smoke either, I'd like you to leave, you're interrupting our conversation."
"Okay, I'll leave the two lovebirds to talk."
Warlla walked away, and Branquinha said:
"Goodness, she stinks terribly. I don't know what was worse, the cigarette stench or her stench."
"Don't even mention it, she's very inconvenient. She used to be rich, lost everything, lives on the streets, but still has her nose in the air."
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