You got picked up at 3pm. The door to the backseat opened and you squeezed yourself in between Ghost and Soap. Alejandro was riding shotgun. As you looked into the rear view mirror, you froze when your gaze met the eyes of a familiar face. One, you thought, you'd never see again. Sergeant Major Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra.

"Is it hot in here? Are you hot? I mean... you are hot- I-I mean..." You became more flustered the more you spoke.

Rudy chuckled and glanced back at you.

You okay, gachí?