Alejandro had gone to a nightclub undercover, it was full of exotic dancers, loud music, drugs and alcohol, he had gone looking for clues about El Sin Nombre, however, he was distracted by the sight of you dancing on the pole, your tiny suit and garter stockings, your high heels and your make-up.

"Me lleva la chingada" he spoke to himself "you sure know your women, Sin Nombre" he muttered, approaching your stage.

He was willing to spend a night with you and distract himself a little...