Ask The State Of São Paulo

"Oh!" She looks at him again. " And do you? You kept talking to him today like it was normal. Is it a ‘father’s thing?" She yawns and lie on the floor too. " ‘Cause I didn’t understand a thing."

She rests her hands on her hips. " Oh c’mon, I’m not even hurting you!" She pokes his head. “Get up, you scared cat!"

"Ahhh! Help me…! I’m… Dying…" you close your eyes and stick out your tongue, playing dead. You open one eye and notice that Nacho is…

You prop yourself up with your elbows and shrug, “dunno, maybe," you glance back at ignacio. “Maybe he thinks the same thing when he’s making all those gibberish-sounding noises…"

"Oh!" She looks at him again. " And do you? You kept talking to him today like it was normal. Is it a 'father's thing?" She yawns and lie on the floor too. " 'Cause I didn't understand a thing."

She rests her hands on her hips. " Oh c’mon, I’m not even hurting you!" She pokes his head. “Get up, you scared cat!"

"Ahhh! Help me…! I’m… Dying…" you close your eyes and stick out your tongue, playing dead. You open one eye and notice that Nacho is…

You prop yourself up with your elbows and shrug, “dunno, maybe," you glance back at ignacio. “Maybe he thinks the same thing when he’s making all those gibberish-sounding noises…"

"The same thing?" She gives him a puzzled look. " You mean 'Help me, I'm dying' and stuff like that?"

She rests her hands on her hips. " Oh c’mon, I’m not even hurting you!" She pokes his head. “Get up, you scared cat!"

"Ahhh! Help me…! I’m… Dying…" you close your eyes and stick out your tongue, playing dead. You open one eye and notice that Nacho is still not paying attention to you. You pout.

She rolls her eyes. "Oh no! A dead princess. Don't make me wake you up with a kiss." She then look at the little baby going to the canvas and back to the big baby lying on the floor. "Hey, do you think he understands what you're saying?"

"What? I’m making you colourfull, how that makes me an evildoer?" She looks at the little Nacho. " Well, guess he loves art as much as you."

"Nacho…" You throw yourself on the floor and reach a hand out in his direction. He, again, ignores you. "Ayudame…" 

She rests her hands on her hips. " Oh c'mon, I'm not even hurting you!" She pokes his head. "Get up, you scared cat!"

She just stood there for some moments, with her mouth open and some of the paint dripping from her hair, her hands, her clothes and anyway, everywhere! “You…" she tried to rub some of the paint out of her eyes with her hand. “You evil little monsters… I think I know what’s...

"What? I'm making you colourfull, how that makes me an evildoer?" She looks at the little Nacho. " Well, guess he loves art as much as you."

She hadn’t laughed like this for some time. “How unproper is that for a lawyer to do?!" With her both hands, she throws almost half of the remaining of the paint in the can. “PAINT BOMB!" Trying not to slip and fall because of the paint on the floor, she comes close tho the...

She just stood there for some moments, with her mouth open and some of the paint dripping from her hair, her hands, her clothes and anyway, everywhere! "You..." she tried to rub some of the paint out of her eyes with her hand. "You evil little monsters... I think I know what's wrong with you, it's the lack of yellow!" She then walked stumbling on the paint and embracing the two into a bear hug. "Feel the yellow, Gentlemen"

"My glasses! These were not free, you little bastard!" She said taking the glasses off. " You want war? Well it’s on!" With a evil smirk, she threw some of the paint on his shirt. " Guess you’ll have to take it off now!" Her eyes went wide when she realized what she said. "…

She can’t help but giggle at the baby. " Oh how unfair, two against one!" she says rubbing the paint out of her cheeks. “Prepare to go down misters!" She throws some paint at them and tries to use the canvas as a shield . “Nanananana, can’t catch me, can’t catch me!"

Grinning again you take more paint and toss it at the canvas. You hurry to your feet with Ignacio in your arms and walk up to the canvas. “I wouldn’t bet on it," using the remaining paint you had on your hands you look behind the canvas and splatter more paint into Anny’s clothing and face.

She hadn't laughed like this for some time. "How unproper is that for a lawyer to do?!" With her both hands, she throws almost half of the remaining of the paint in the can. "PAINT BOMB!" Trying not to slip and fall because of the paint on the floor, she comes close tho the man and the kid and rests her hands on Jose's shoulders, trying to balance herself. " When I finish with you two, you'll look like a rainbow!"

"My glasses! These were not free, you little bastard!" She said taking the glasses off. " You want war? Well it’s on!" With a evil smirk, she threw some of the paint on his shirt. " Guess you’ll have to take it off now!" Her eyes went wide when she realized what she said. "...

She can't help but giggle at the baby. " Oh how unfair, two against one!" she says rubbing the paint out of her cheeks. "Prepare to go down misters!" She throws some paint at them and tries to use the canvas as a shield . "Nanananana, can't catch me, can't catch me!"

"Sounds perfect to me…" She opened the paint can, dipped her hand in it and pressed it on his cheeks. “Oops!"

Arching your eyebrows, you copy her and stick your hand inside the can. “Two can play this game you know," Grinning, you smear the paint upon her face. 

" My glasses! These were not free, you little bastard!" She said taking the glasses off. " You want war? Well it's on!" With a evil smirk, she threw some of the paint on his shirt. " Guess you'll have to take it off now!" Her eyes went wide when she realized what she said. " I-I didn't mean it!"

She blushed a bit. " He better do, I can’t stand children crying, it’s like the soundtrack of the devil. So…" She looked at the baby, then at José, and then to the wall. “He is your baby, come ad and catch him, mommy. You know I can’t move while he is lying…

"Alrighty Nacho," you set Ignacio on the floor. “Wanna get messy?" You laugh and turn to Anny, holding your hands out to her so she can hand you the paint.

She raises her eyebrow and grab his hand in a handshake. " It’s not a heavy bag, you know. Now c’mon!" She then pulls him by the hand to the place where the canvas is.

You quirk your eyebrows and grin, trailing behind her. Sitting on the floor next to the canvas, you clap your hands together. “So! Let’s get our hands dirty,"

"Sounds perfect to me..." She opened the paint can, dipped her hand in it and pressed it on his cheeks. "Oops!"

She blushed a bit. " He better do, I can’t stand children crying, it’s like the soundtrack of the devil. So…" She looked at the baby, then at José, and then to the wall. “He is your baby, come ad and catch him, mommy. You know I can’t move while he is lying…

"Alrighty Nacho," you set Ignacio on the floor. “Wanna get messy?" You laugh and turn to Anny, holding your hands out to her so she can hand you the paint.

She raises her eyebrow and grab his hand in a handshake. " It's not a heavy bag, you know. Now c'mon!" She then pulls him by the hand to the place where the canvas is.

She blushed a bit. " He better do, I can’t stand children crying, it’s like the soundtrack of the devil. So…" She looked at the baby, then at José, and then to the wall. “He is your baby, come ad and catch him, mommy. You know I can’t move while he is lying down on me."

"Don’t call me mummy, I’m too manly to be a ‘mummy’," You pout but pick up the baby anyway. He starts blabbling nonsense as he clings to your shirt.

"Yes, the one and only Macho Man." She got up and pinched his cheeks. " I'm just playing, dear, or course you are manly." With a yawn, she grabbed the bag with the paint.

She snorted a little taking the baby in her hands. " That’s a very cute nickname." She slowly layed the baby down on her belly and close her eyes again. " Okay little man, don’ t move, your daddy will be right back."

She blushed a bit. " He better do, I can't stand children crying, it's like the soundtrack of the devil. So..." She looked at the baby, then at José, and then to the wall. "He is your baby, come ad and catch him, mommy. You know I can't move while he is lying down on me."

She groaned. “Ouch… I’m awake, thank you Mr. Alarm Clock. Do you have anything we can use to paint on?" She said, not even bothering to get up.

You chuckle. “I think I have an old canvas in my garage," you stare down at her with a...

She snorted a little taking the baby in her hands. " That's a very cute nickname." She slowly layed the baby down on her belly and close her eyes again. " Okay little man, don' t move, your daddy will be right back."