"You," Elena says, pointing directly at me. "Come with me. Alex, I want you and your brothers to sing." Alex shakes his head. "Elena, I don't think--" Elena holds up a hand in front of Alex, silencing even him. "I didn't ask you to think. I asked you to join your brothers in singin' to me and my new husband." Elena opens the door and yanks me through the house, stopping only when we reach the backyard. She lets me go only to grab the microphone from the lead singer. "Paco!" she announces loudly. "Yeah, I'm talkin' to you," Elena says, pointing to Paco talking to a bunch of girls. "Next time you want to take a dump, do it in someone else's house." Paco's entourage of girls backs up and giggles, leaving him alone. Jorge rushes to the stage and attempts to pick up his wife. The poor man struggles while everyone laughs and claps. When Elena is finally off the stage and Alex talks to the band leader, the guests cheer for Alex and his brothers to sing. Paco sits next to me. "Uh, sorry about the bathroom thing. I tried to warn you," he says sheepishly. "It's okay. I think Elena embarrassed you enough." I lean over to Paco and ask, "Seriously, what do think of Alex and me together?" "Seriously, you're pro'bly the best thing that's ever happened to the guy."