Mimi's parents...they ponder.
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"Rodrigo...I'm worried."
"Estella, muy baby, it will be all right."
"I just don't think it's a good habit!"
"I think she picked it up from that Maureen girl down the street."
"She shouldn't be hanging out with that gringa, she should be making friends with that nice Angelico, on 32nd street!"
"Relax, Estella, she's only nine."
"But...but...look at her! My beautiful chica!"
Mimi was dancing around her living room in her black one-piece swimsuit, which was over a pair of child-sized fishnets. Not ballet dancing, though...exotic.
"Estella, baby, it's just a phase. She'll grow out of it! It'll continue for what, a few weeks? Then it'll be all over. I promise."
"Ay Dios Miyo..."