“Nayarit, Mexico.” He pronounced Mexico in a parody of Spanish, with the x as an h.
He looked and sounded slightly different to the Ryan Bailey in the movies.
A bit puffier. A bit more slurred. Drunker, perhaps.
“On location. They got me shooting Saloon 2.” “Last Chance Saloon 2?”
“Oh, I so want to see the first one.” He laughed as if she had told the most hilarious joke.
“Still dry as ever, Nono.” Nono? “Staying at the Casa de Míta,” he went on. “Remember?”
The weekend we had there? They’ve put me in the exact same villa. You remember?
I’m having a mezcal margarita in your honour. Where are you?
Brazil. We were just doing a concert in São Paulo.
Wow. Same landmass. That’s cool. That’s, yeah, cool.
“It was really good,” she said. “You’re sounding very formal.”
Nora was aware half of the bus was listening in. Ravi was staring at her as he drank a bottle of beer.
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