"Ay, mami..." Diego grumbled, sitting beside Rio as the lights dimmed. "You know how this isn't... My kind of thing—" Rio: His Mom, just shushed him. "It's starting, mi hijo."

• Diego groaned, deciding to just sit still and watch through the end. He never wanted to go to a damn ballet concert, and for what? To see the child of his Moms friend?*

"Ah, there they are!" She giggled, pointing at a rather attractive person dancing in the back. Okay, maybe Diego can stay for a while.