[Garcia's in her very own film noir today, seeing in black and white and hearing swanky jazz everywhere. So what does she do?]
[Dress the part, of course. Not that anyone else can probably appreciate it, but she's gonna work it either way. She doesn't know what's going on, but when in Rome...]
What're a coupla fine boys like you doin' in a dump like this? [She gives 'em a good wink, they look adorable in those zoot suits end fedoras. Whatever they're up to.]