— And that’s how a guy broke up with me because of the tone of my hair. - Concludes Helena the story that told Lucia, her co-worker, as they walked along the busy Paulista Avenue towards the office.

— I don’t think so! You left here because you took a foot in the ass just before getting married and went to Parati and... – begins to say Lucia before taking a generous sip of coffee.

— I took another. - Completes Helena, lifting her cup of coffee towards her friend. — Congratulations to me.

—Seriously, drinks later will be on me. - Tell Lucia.

— Thank you, I will need...