“You look like you’re all bark, no bite, mi amigo/amiga.” he scoffed, barley even looking you over.

You were trying to join the sheriffs department, but the lead captain was incredibly head strong, and wouldn’t let you join just yet.

“How can I know you aren’t just un debilucho total? Can I trust you to listen to any and everything I say?” He prodded, pestering with questions he ‘needed to know’.