Polly, a colorful parrot, flew with Diego and Isabel. They were going back to the dance practice place. Polly felt something strange in the air. The streets of Buenos Aires were usually busy and lively. But today, they felt different. Diego also noticed this change. He looked worried, which was unusual for him.
They arrived at the practice place, an old building in San Telmo. The atmosphere was tense. The dancers, usually happy, were whispering together. Diego felt their worry and went to them. Polly sat on his shoulder.
"What is wrong?" Diego asked with concern. A young dancer stepped forward. She looked worried. "There are rumors," she said slowly. "Someone wants to ruin the festival."
The news made everyone uneasy. Polly wanted to know more. Isabel, who was drawing the dancers, stopped and listened. "What kind of trouble?" she asked, interested.
The dancer explained. A rival group was jealous of their success. They might spread false information about the festival's time and place. Polly understood the problem. She fluffed her feathers, ready to help.
Diego became serious. "We must make sure our festival is successful," he said. "We need to check all the details and share them clearly." Isabel agreed. She started thinking of a plan to stop the false information with her art.
Polly wanted to help too. She could fly around the city quickly. She could spread the correct information. From above, she could see wrong signs or messages. She offered to be their eyes and ears.
So, a new adventure began for Polly in Buenos Aires. With Diego and Isabel, she started a mission. They wanted to protect the festival. They wanted to keep the spirit of tango alive in Buenos Aires.
