"What are you staring at?" Cláudia snapped. Her surprise had quickly given way to irritation. She reached out, grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, popped one between her lips, and lit it. Perhaps out of sheer annoyance, she completely forgot about the house rule—one she had instituted herself—stating that smoking was only permitted by the open window. Realizing her mistake, I assume, she got up and walked...