In a relaxed bar table, the guy drinks a beer with his newest girlfriend, who interestingly is smoothing the widest part of the bottle and sighing. ? Vera Lucia! ? it stops? May I know why you so smooth that bottle? ? Oh, Ignatius ...? she whispers, off? I was just thinking about my ex-boyfriend. ? In Pedrão? ? he asks, jealous? And me, you never think? She climbs the hand of the thickest part to the neck of the bottle begins to flatten and says:? Sometimes ...!