It's breakfast time and Juan is delighted that he now has Antonio to talk to. "What's your favorite sport," Juan asks.
"I don't really like any sports," Antonio replies.
It's no surprise to me that Antonio is not a jock. It may be cultural prejudice, but I have already interpreted many of Antonio's mannerisms as effeminate. His hands fly up to cover his mouth when he giggles. Stuff like that.
"But your favorite sport is chasing the ladies, eh?" Juan asks.
Antonio gives an emphatic, "Si."
Juan winks. They laugh together.
They delight in the understanding that they are both authentically male.
They seem happy.
And relieved.
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