New York,three months later. Thursday, 3:00 P.M. Sasha´s apartment.

Sasha comes into the bedroom room carrying two glasses of orange juice in her hands. Carmen is front of the bed, packing up some clothes. Sasha approaches and gives her a kiss on the nape of her neck. "Here´s your juice".She walks over and sits down in the armchair in front of the bed and asks, "It´s everything OK?"

Carmen: "Yes…it´s just that I can´t find my black jeans, that ones I bought last saturday. You haven´t seen them?"

Sasha: "No, I have no idea. Maybe they´re at your apartment."

Carmen: "Sasha, I haven´t slep in my apartment for a week". She holds her head "I remember…they´re in the laundry, with your clothes.Shit!."

Sasha: "Why don´t you take a pair of mine?. What´s the problem?" She looks thoughtfully at the window .

Carmen: "No, it´s OK, is just… It doesn´t matter. What are you thinking about?"

Sasha turns towards her: "That today makes exactly two months since the first time I saw you."

Carmen: "Yes, you´re right… And let me tell you something, that night I wanted to kick your ass so bad." She laughs.

Sasha: "That´s funny, because I wanted to jump your bones. Why did you want to kick my ass?"

Carmen: "You wanted to jump my bones? It seemed like that was the furthest thing from your mind. Why´d I want to kick your ass? I was trying to be as nice to you as I could, and you just said, let me count…one,two….Six words?"

Sasha: "I was imagining how you´d look naked" She nods her head. "And a lot of other things" She wiggles her eyebrows ."The truth is when you looked at me I felt like I´d just gotten run over by a truck .Then you smiled and…" She sighs, "I felt like I was dying, I broke down, I fell at your feet. You left me completely stupid in just two seconds. I lost all sense of time and place…"

Carmen: "Hehehe!!! That night there was a model with you. Christian said she was your `Brazilian eye-candy´."

Sasha, astonished. "Christian said that?. Nothing happened with her that night, really. I mean , I went to her apartment and things got hot, but then suddenly I looked at her face, and she wasn´t you. The poor thing asked me what was wrong .Know what I said? `I don´t know….I don´t know what I´m doing here. I don´t want to offend you but I don´t feel anything when you touch me´. You can´t even imagine how upset that woman got. If she´d a gun, she´d have killed me"