Thor and Arthur returned to the mansion nearly two hours later, triumphant from their “mission.” Thor proudly carried the bags — steaming-hot coxinhas, ice-cold açaí, bottles of Guaraná soda, and a generous stash of paçoca. Arthur followed close behind, balancing the boxes as if he were transporting treasure.

As soon as they stepped into the house, Zoe and Celina jumped off the couch.

“Finally!” Celina exclaimed with a huge grin, immediately snatching the bag of coxinhas. “You two just saved a starving pregnant woman!”

“A starving woman and a glutton,” Arthur muttered to Thor, earning a sharp glare from Zoe.

“I heard that!” she warned, pointing a finger at him. “Careful, Arthur. I may be small, but I’m fast!”

Celina was already seated, devouring her first coxinha with such pure joy that everyone burst into laughter.

“This right here,” she sighed, closing her eyes in bliss, “tastes like it was made in heaven. And this Guaraná… oh my God, you guys are legends.”

“You deserve it, my love,