Wednesday Evening, 29 Chimera Court

[guitar_and_gun]

El leaned back in a chair and stared out into the night.

On this day?

It was very difficult not to think of Carolina.

[[For certain mairachis.]]

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[mparkerceo]

The Gomez Brothers overruled Martin, because while he was a band leader? He was not GoogleEarth. No, no. So they *finally* found 29 Chimera Court once they stopped listening to him.

Approaching it with aplomb, they began to play:

When the moon hits your eye
like a big pizza pie
That's Amore!
When the world seems to shine
like you've had too much wine
That's amore!

Pablo put an extra bit of spin on the violins for this bit.

[guitar_and_gun]

El blinked.

That... almost sounded like Mariachi music.

But... what on earth were they singing?

He got to his feet and walked towards the railing.

"...What on earth are you doing?"

[mparkerceo]

Martin waved, but they were hitting the good part, so didn't answer his question for a moment.

Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella

The brothers continued to play as Martin swept off his hat and said, "Senor El?"

[guitar_and_gun]

"Si. Most know me as El Mariachi."