What can I help you with? Titties, buns? Oh, doctor, don't be like that, I thought it was something formal. Formol? We don't have that, sweetheart, that's our colleagues from the funeral furnishers job, he's across the road, haha. Come on, honey, what can I give you? Oh my God, what an ugly language you have, one wouldn't guess you're a doctor. Well, I am not, and the implant is also not real for this amount of money. We are not in Beverly Hills, what the hell. Then go to hell, you crook, I won't take the risk. You have nothing to risk, you can't get any uglier and I will make you a discount.
(Translated by Diana Simulescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.