It was a Friday evening, Leon had decided to take you out to eat at this new Mexican place in town. Y’all had just arrived and got sat at a table.

“¿hola, cómo estás?” Leon said to one of the waiters that passed by, saying it in the most American accent ever. That made you slightly cringe. But the night would be fun, you knowing that it would be filled with horrible Spanish, dad jokes, and good memories.