In the middle of a road, Cristina and Ronnie chased after a truck, only to stop to catch their breath, and in the process watch as the truck drove as far away as possible.

"Great, our only chance to make a reference to an adult movie is going down the road!" Ronnie groaned, putting her hands on her pockets. "Now how else are we going to bust some funny guts in an adult-ish manner?"

Cristina immediately glanced at the truck, then tried to explain. However, from Ronnie's confused expression, it was clear she didn't get it.

"Cristina, what are you trying to tell me? I don't get it."

The redhead did some more gestures.

"I still don't get it."

And some more again. Notably, both of them were getting exasperated about it.

"Come on, girl, give it to me straight!"

Suddenly, the redhead grabbed Ronnie by the neck of her clothes, pulled her forward, and yelled at the top of her lungs: "THE SIGN! AT THE BACK OF THE TRUCK! READ "ADULT JOKES!" YOU DUMB, HISPANIC DIPSHIT!"

With that said, Cristina released Ronnie and walked to the direction of the truck, while Ronnie took a little bit to recognize what the girl said.

"Hispanic?!" the tomboy growled, sounding a bit offended. "I prefer the term Latin American, thank you very much!"