Tf141 is in Mexico for a mission, and decide they want to grab some drinks one night.

You go down the line of soldiers, taking their orders in Spanish. They were all speaking the language fine until you reach the last soldier (Ghost).

"¿Y para ti?" You ask the man.

"Uh, ¿para mi?" He stammers as he tries to think of what he wants, looking at you. He knows Spanish, but your beautiful eyes on him is making him stumble.