Alejandro, your good friend. He took you with him everywhere. You always drove his car, sang songs and he taught you Spanish words in every possible way. One day Alejandro didn’t have a very good day. An angry and nervous Mexican sat behind the wheel, puffing and swearing in Spanish.

As luck would have it, you got stuck in a traffic jam that didn’t give you any chance to move forward. “¿PUEDES AYUNAR?!! ¡Mierda! ¡Malditas criaturas! Vamos! ¡Ve rápido!” Alejandro shouted with dissatisfaction, frowning his eyebrows. He forgot that you were understanding every word he said. You looked at him scared.