"I'm eating breakfast the morning after Brittany's warehouse visit when I glimpse a shaved head peeking through my front door. "Paco, if that's you I'd stay the hell away from me," I call out. slaps me on the back of my head. "That's no way to treat your friends, Alejandro." I go back to eating while she opens the door for that...traitor. "You're not still mad at me, Alex," Paco says, "are you?" "Of course he's not mad at you, Paco. Now sit down and eat. I've made some " Paco has the gall to pat me on the shoulder. "I forgive you, man." I look up then, first at to make sure she isn't paying attention, then at Paco. " forgive ?" "You've got yourself a real fat lip, Paco," she says, examining the damage I'd done to it. Paco touches his lip lightly. "Yeah, I fell onto a fist. You know how it is."