A lectern made with bended iron treated with anti-rust paint that holds a ceramic hollow brick. On it, a mortar toast is served. The champagne glasses look like the leftovers of a party where the celebration was distorted by the roughness of the content. The dry cement freezes the very act of filling the glasses. Some questions arise: who is filling those glasses? Who has the full glasses? Where is the pleasure and where is the effort? How do work and wealth interact in relation to the construction? What are its dynamics and interdependencies...?