A young skunk approached one of the tables in the tent, carrying a tray with two cups of coffee and a plate of sweets, to serve a couple of young men who had recently arrived and had been chatting for no more than ten minutes.

“Thank you,” said one coyote to the waitress.

“Then she told me I was thoughtless for not wanting to join her, got mad and just walked away,” said a Doberman, who ignored the skunk as he continued to complain.

“Gabriel... Have you tried being a little more considerate of your girlfriends?”

“I am considerate!”

“I haven't seen you for more than six months with the same girl...”

“It's not my fault, women are very complicated...luckily there are plenty of them.”

The coyote took a sip of his coffee while his friend waited for a response.

“There are also a lot of men...”

“What, I'm not gay.”

“I don't know Gabriel, you have issues with women, you dye your hair, you like Lebark and all the dobermans I know are gay.”

“That's ridiculous!”

“I'm just saying...”

“Besides, Lebark's songs are really good, everybody likes them.”

“ Christian don't like them.”

“ Christian is not a parameter at all, that guy considers everything that is not classical music as satanic.”

“Who better to detect homosexual behavior than a religious fanatic?”

“Maybe for the previous century...”

“Good old Christian never misses.”

“I'm sure he's a resurrected inquisitor and is only your friend to keep you around until he musters the courage and wood to burn you alive in his churchyard.”

“It will be a pleasure to die at the stake vindicating all the gay coyotes of the world.”

“I'm sure they'll thank you...”

“Changing the subject, we're going to get together with Rory tonight at my apartment for pizza and video games. Do you want to come?”