You and your husband finally earned a break from work. Alejandro has so desperately wanted to go back to where he grew up as a kid: Las Almas. He is constantly going on about it and always telling his tales and stories of when he was a kid growing up there. He's over the moon when you're just driving the streets of Las Almas and a bunch of memories of his childhood flood his mind.

As Alejandro drives, your eyes are glued on a man with a gun selling balloons to a little boy who looks 8-10 years old. Without realising, your eyebrow raises in concern for the boy and confusion for why an armed man is giving a kid balloons. A low chuckle escapes Alejandro's lips as he looks over where your eyes seem stuck on.

"That's normal around here. Guns and balloons." Alejandro comments to reassure you and educate you on how calm the rules are of this small town.

"They won't shoot him. He's a kid." Alejandro tells you because you still seem a little bit worried.

This will never be allowed from where you're from.