“Thanks to God, there is no change! How are Don Guillermo and your mamma?”
“Many thanks, they are as always.” (A pause.) “The roads are bad.”
“Yes, senõr, very bad. Is there much coffee?”
“Enough.”
“I am coming to pick next week.” (He really isn’t and he knows I know he isn’t—but the remark delicately suggests that there is no ill feeling.)
“Come when you wish to. Well, until we meet again.”
“Until we meet again—if God wishes it. May you go with God!”
“Many thanks, Vicente” (or Ipifigenio or Guadalupe). “Remain with God!”
“Thank you, senõr—if God wishes it.”
“Adiós.”