wanders into the kitchen. "Smells good. Watcha cookin?"

"Chicken Enchiladas! I'll be ready in a minute."

grins. "Sounds good! Anythin I can do to help?"

smiles. "Two plates, and something to drink."

nods and goes about setting the table. "What do you want to drink? There's water...and alcohol..."

grins. "Alcohol prego."

smirks, taking it out. "We'll get along just fine..."

sighes. "It's ready!" puts some enchilada on the plates, and hands Alejandro one. "I hope it's fine."

takes the plate and hands him his drink. "Looks lots better than anything I've made!"

smiles. "Why, thank you~"

shakes his head. "Nah, it's only the truth."