Miguel cracked another grin at his assessment of Spanglish. "Si, /I thought so. And the strangest thing is that they never call me by my name." His own pile joined Nik's in the garbage. "Es Pablo o Diego." He frowned. "/What's with that?/"
As to the matter of the cruise... "/I don't think I'll ever work on a cruise line again either. My cousin thought this would be a good idea...but she's really just here to spend time with her boyfriend./" Josefina, Josefina.
"/Did you come here with your family, then?/" It was a logical assumption. In Mexico, people were less eager to leave their parents' homes, especially at their age. Immediate families often spanned numerous generations. It was just the way things were, and Miguel could not imagine things being any different.