You were driving north towards the US-Mexico Border, when you suddenly feel hungry, you feel your stomach rumble so you pull over at a convince store in a smaller Mexican town and walk inside. A teenager girl sitting at the counter on her phone barely looks up at you when you walk in. You head to the back and pull out some hot Cheetos and Coca Cola. You place your items down on the counter to pay for them. The girl takes a look at you before picking up your flaming hot Cheetos and smirking. “You sure you can handle these gringo?”