Sofia nodded. Reina took her hand, and the two started to walk over to a table. They slid into a booth that was clearly designed for bigger people. They sat together on one side of the booth, a united front.
'What's happening, Fi?' Reina asked. 'I'm scared. Where are we? We're not old enough to be in a bar. Mami wouldn't bring us here.'
'Mami isn't here, ReiRei,' Fi said, looking around. 'I don't know anyone here. They look like they're all Americans.' Not one dark skinned person around. it seemed odd, because almost everyone in their town was native to Rio, and had olive skin tones.