Disclaimer: Noblesse isn't mine! And a friend provided the Spanish translation.

This Isn't Lukedonia… (Part 2)

"You're not looking for his bag?"

"No, why should I?" M-21 settled into one of the blue plastic chairs and watched the planes take off. Several circled in the sky while waiting for clearance to land. "His bag is long gone by now."

"Then, why'd you send him off with the money?"

"Didn't give him much, and I needed a chance to call the boss."

"You're not calling him." Takeo walked up to the glass as a plane landed. It docked at the gate to unload passengers as the baggers emptied the cargo hold. In a moment, that luggage would circle into the lobby on a conveyor belt. "Want me to do it?"

"Nah, I'll do it." M-21 lifted the phone to his ear. "Hey, boss, Tao got us stuck in Mexico. That okay? Yeah, alright. Bye."

"What'd he say?"

"It's fine. We can stay."

"I'd rather go home."

"Yeah, well, think of it as a good opportunity to get even. Korean's not the first language Tao taught you, right?" M-21 interlocked his fingers behind his neck and leaned his head back into the cradle of his hands. "Ever wonder how many girls you've been hitting on all this time? You never even knew it because of him. Heh, unless you meant it when you told them they had killer bodies."

"I thought it meant something else!"

"All the more reason to screw with him a bit. Tao was laughing at you the whole time, right?" M-21 kicked his feet up on Takeo's weapon case like a footstool and crossed his legs at the ankles. "What was it you called Shinwoo? A real macho man? Then the Yuna and Suyi-"

"Don't remind me."

"I'm just sayin' this time the joke's on him."

Takeo knocked his feet off the gun case and sat in their place. "You got a plan?"

"Don't need one. He'd just figure it out."

"So, you don't have a plan."

"We'll just improvise."

"Serious? That's all you got?"

"I could teach you a little Spanish if you like." M-21 gave him a cocky smirk. "'Oye, nena, eres una diabla seductora' means 'Hello, miss, you look lovely."

"I'll pass."

[Translation]

"I could teach you a little Spanish if you like." M-21 gave him a cocky smirk. "'Hey, babe, you're one seductive she-devil' means 'Hello, miss, you look lovely."

"I'll pass."

[Translation End]

"Heya!" Tao called from the lobby entrance. "How did your search go? Where's my stuff?"

"Didn't find it." M-21 turned around in his chair and stifled a laugh. "What is that junk?"

"I bought us some supplies!" Tao tossed them each a poncho and a sombrero. "I thought Takeo wouldn't fall victim to so many traps if we didn't look like tourists."

"Ya got that from some souvenir shop?"

"Yeah, it's authentic."

"Authentically made in China." M-21 snorted and tossed the sombrero in the seat beside him. "You've been had."

"And you entrusted him with our money?" Takeo glared at M-21 before looking back to his friend. "Tao, tell me you can return this."

"Uh, no, but don't worry about the money. I have that figured out. The vendor taught me a way to make some cash." Tao dropped the sombrero on the ground and hummed a simple, upbeat tune. Tucking his hands behind his back, he danced a circle around the hat with a mixture of stomps and kicks.

"Is that suppose to be the Mexican Hat Dance?" Takeo asked blandly.

"You know, there's a song that goes along with that dance." M-21 looped his arms over the back of his chair and leaned against it. "¡Soy un turista loco! ¡No entiendo lo que dice esta canción! ¡Soy un turista loco! ¡Y me encanta cantar!"

"¡Soy un turista loco!" Tao shouted as he spun around the hat once again. "¡No entiendo lo que dice esta canción!"

[Translation]

"You know, there's a song that goes along with that dance." M-21 looped his arms over the back of his chair and leaned against it. "I am a crazy tourist! I don't know what these lyrics mean! I am a crazy tourist! And I love to sing!"

"I am a crazy tourist!" Tao shouted as he spun around the hat once again. "I don't know what these lyrics mean!"

[Translation End]

"You got it."

"Tao, you're pretty good." Takeo twisted the brim of the sombrero through his fingers. "I think we'd just hold you back."

"But I need someone to do the girl part."

"You're on your own." Takeo stood, clasping the handle of his weapon case and lifting it into the air. "Did you save enough cash for lunch?"

"Ah, we may have to sing for it." Tao scooped his hat from the floor and secured it on his head. "¡Soy un turista loco!"

[Translation]

"Ah, we may have to sing for it." Tao scooped his hat from the floor and secured it on his head. "I'm a crazy tourist!"

[Translation End]