Fidel and Marco were inside the theater, awaiting the start of the film. However, Marco observed that Fidel appeared unusually uneasy for some reason.
Marco: "What's the matter, Fidel? You appeared uncomfortable, as if you had a knot in the stomach."
Fidel: "Today, I'm not feeling particularly well. I believe it may be related to the food I consumed earlier."
Marco: "Is that the case? What did you consume, anyway?"
Fidel: "I'm uncertain myself. The label on the packaging indicates ‘mystery meat’. I should have known better than to consume something with such a strange designation"
Marco: "No wonder! That's not very intelligent, Fidel."
Fidel: "Hey, retract that! I'm a very intelligent individual."
Marco: "Are you sure? An intelligent person would never consume unknown meat, you know?"
Fidel: "Alright, I confess I was foolish. But what can I do if my curiosity has overcome me?"
Marco: (sigh) "Will your inquisitiveness one day be your undoing?"
Fidel: "I absolutely concur. But more significantly, my stomach has a knotted sensation. What do you recommend I do?"
Marco: "Well, I've heard that ginger tea is beneficial for the intestines. Why not give that a shot?"
Fidel: "Ginger tea does not sound appealing. Furthermore, do they even have that here?"
Marco: Unlikely. However, you could always visit a café or teahouse. There ought to be a few outside the theater."
Fidel: "That sounded so troublesome. I suppose I have no choice but to persevere and hope the disagreeable sensation will pass."
Marco: (sarcastically) "So you would rather endure pain than leave the theater and purchase ginger tea?"
Fidel: "Hey, I'm certain I can handle it. Moreover, I can always rush to the restroom if the situation worsens."
Marco: "I hope no one is using the toilet when the time comes."
Fidel: "Don't say that, you might just jinx it."