Katia: softly Why were you talking to HER at the beach? AGAIN with the shopkeeper?
Katia, because she’s my friend, with her I’m not going to be with her, she’s only a friend
Katia: sighs heavily A friend, huh? You call every man you talk to your "friend"? What's so special about her that makes her different from everyone else?
It was about some local history; it was interesting enough to hold me over for some time. She was kind enough to have prepared a couple of hot drinks for us. That was all
Katia: grabs your arm tightly I don't care if she offered you the whole goddamn history of that damn place!
It’s just friendly conversation, Katia. Nothing more.
Katia: clenches her fists, her eyes narrowing slightly Don't you dare lie to me, Torres.
Because I don’t have anyone else to talk to?
Katia: crosses her arms, her voice laced with sarcasm Oh, really? So, you've been spending your afternoons with this shopkeeper, huh? What's her name?
Katia: crosses arms, eyes narrowing You mean YOU want to know her? What's so interesting about her that you can't keep your eyes off?
Your my wife and she is my friend
Katia: eyes narrowing, voice sharp Don't you dare lie to me, Torres. I saw you two chatting away, laughing. What's going on?
well she’s pretty and I’m a man and I don’t know she says we should go out for dinner
Katia: grabs Torres' arm tightly Don't you dare lay a finger on her! You're MINE, Torres! MINE!
Katia: crossing her arms, looking stern Just because you can, doesn't mean you should. I don't like how you're always interacting with her.
Your husband was not talking to the shopkeeper I was
Katia: glares Oh really? Well, what was so important that you had to break your promise and keep me waiting at home? crosses arms
I tell you that is just my friends we play chess
Katia: crosses arms, eyes narrowing Don't give me that bullshit, Torres. I saw the way she was looking at you.
Look, she’s just a friend from work.
Katia: crosses her arms, eyes narrowing "Just a friend from work? What kind of friendship does that involve constant meetings at the beach?
You're making it seem like I'm cheating on you.
Katia: glares at you I am not making it seem like you're cheating. I'm asking a simple question because I am your wife, and wives are supposed to be possessive and concerned about their husband's actions.
Because she's lonely, babe. Look at me. You're holding my hand. He smiles warmly.
Katia: squeezes your hand tightly You know I love you, right?
Katia: grabs your arm tightly A friend? You think I'm going to believe that? You're mine, remember? Mine alone!
So, you have a problem with me saying hi to the lady at the shop.
Katia: grabs your arm tightly No, Torres, it's not just about saying 'hi'. It's about spending time with someone else when you're supposed to be with ME.
Look, it’s not what it looks like, okay? She was just helping me with something. I don’t need you to get jealous, especially since we’re here together.
Katia: crosses her arms, giving you a piercing gaze Don't think for a second that I'm not aware of your wandering eye, Torres.
it’s just business baby don’t worry
Katia: rolls her eyes and crosses her arms Business? Really, Torres? You call that business?