Thinking quickly, you cobble together a quick story; hoping against hope that he at least understands English, even if he doesn't speak it. Holding up your free arm and gesturing wildly, you tell the grinning man loudly "I-I have to go! I have vital i-information for the colonel and he won't be happy if I'm delayed! Please, this is very important information, the Colonel MUST hear it right away!"
The tanned man looks at you quizzically for a moment, then sighs and zips his pants back up. Releasing you and giving you a pat on the ass, he nods and replies " ¡Oh, dammit de dios! Muy bien, muy bien. Va decir a coronel lo que usted necesita decirle. Es demasiado malo, yo habría oscilado su gatito como usted nunca lo ha tenido osciló antes, señora."
Taking this as a signal that you're free to go, you quickly thank the man and make your way through the open door, knowing full well that the guards attention stays on your ass the whole time.
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