Wait, what?

But John wanted to be clear with what he was getting into. So he thought it'd be smart to ask her exactly what she meant.

"Waaait, w-what are you saying? I don't speeeeak spanishh." He said with his general flourish of inebriation dragging out the syllables. And with that, Sophia decided it probably wasn't best to mess around with John. His drunkenness had now become a huge turn off and it would be more pain than pleasure at this point, she decided.

"Eh pendejo, never mind. Just relax till we get to the hotel." And with that all bets were off. John lamented that he wasn't going to "receive" a blowjob from Sofia anymore, but let his drunk self enjoy the rest of the ride on these comfy seats and took a nap.