"Caralho de asa," he confirmed. "Peça da puta merda. Punheteiro. Cagalhão. Take your pick." He shrugged after picked up his own glass.

As the minutes were rolling on, Marcelo was settling more and more into being unimpressed by Stephanie's father and more than a little angry at him. It probably wasn't a healthy view for him, but his anger was starting to simmer hot.

"If she's ecstatic about you being forced into something you have no desire to do, then I'm sure she'll get along well with your father." He took a drink of his and thought it tasted a little ashy.