Some chatter

"Where you come from vato?" Rafe asks as he leads you out of the building.

"Philly. You?"

"Jersey. This place is way better than there. They pay ok, and the food is good. I'll introduce you to Luisa, she's the cook here. Primo cook," he says with a smile. "The works pretty soft too, although you gotta watch yourself. Some of these young gringas are crazy."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah man. They got hot pants some of them and they don't care who knows it. Sneaking guys in, drinking down at the lake, stuff like that."

"Sound like teenage girls," you laugh.

"Except with lots of money and nobody to tell them no," Rafe answers. "Stick around, you'll see some stuff."

As you walk together he's pointing out various buildings and landmarks, with brief descriptions of the work done in each. You're crossing a parking lot when an imperious voice calls out.

"You there!" You look to see a well dressed woman in her forties standing by a limousine, a slightly plump young blonde girl with her. "Yes you two. Come over here and help with this luggage."

"Here we go," Rafe mutters, turning his steps towards the woman. "Come on vato, might as well get this over with."