Now, Angelica had seen some strange things, but a chick in a nightgown carrying a Virgin Mary was a new one, honestly. Combine that with the fact that she knew the girl was speaking Spanish, Angelica was screwed. She didn't speak much Spanish at all, nowhere near enough to be able to communicate with the woman effectively. Angelica didn't catch much of what was said, but she got that the girl didn't speak English and something about speaking Spanish.
Angelica wiped her face, the water dripping down her nose and lips, as well as down her cheeks. She rubbed her face a moment and looked at the other woman.
"I don't speak Spanish. You speak English?"
Angelica asked in what broken Spanish she knew. That was about all she remembered from the high school Spanish class she'd taken, that and she had worked with partners that were fluent. They always took care of this stuff. The redhead was almost afraid that she was going to piss the chick off an she'd have to deal with it, but she was ready for whatever.