Scene 9: The Street Vendor.
We’re at the airport.
The four are sitting despondently at the airport.
Ravioli: Please, Papaia, let me use the card.
Papaia: Why do I always have to pay? Why don’t you use yours?
Ravioli: Well! Actually, I’m saving up to buy that famous pizza dough mixer from the TV!
Banani: But the chocolate is cheap. It doesn’t make much difference!
Ravioli: Ugh! Fine! I’ll go over there to withdraw some cash!
Banani: Maybe, considering past experiences, it’s better if you use the card directly at the vending machine.
Meanwhile, in front of them, a guy appears with a basket in his hand. He’s a street vendor.
Vendor: Good evening, friends! Look at this delicious artisanal chocolate. I have all kinds: dark, milk, hazelnut, with coffee, with cherries, and more. I also have a special offer, which I’m only doing today: buy two and pay for three.
Banani: Excuse me, but you must have misspoken. You meant: buy three and pay for two.
Vendor: No! I didn’t misspeak. It’s because I only have one package!
Ravioli: Let me see that! Now I’m really craving it! How much does it cost?
Ravioli haggles the price with the vendor.
Banani: Sorry, Ravioli, but if I may offer some advice, it seems to me like the exact same chocolate sold at the vending machine!
Ravioli (hypnotized by his appetite): How can I refuse this offer?!
Banani: It’s the same chocolate, but it costs three times as much…
Too late, Ravioli has already bought the chocolate.
Banani: Look, Ravioli, I’m your friend, listen to me: why did you let him take a picture of your card? I advise you to block it immediately!
But Ravioli is lost in the world of chocolate.
Igor: Explanation and cause are practically the same thing. Yet I’m not sure if there’s one for Ravioli’s compulsive obsession with chocolate. This chocolate, for example, is like the money in Ravioli’s account: sweet for a moment, but destined to disappear soon, just like when the vendor uses his card to drain his account.