Fortunately, the men were able to find an abandoned warehouse by the light the lightning provided, and they took shelter. Tulio was able to find a hangover cure in a bottle lying on the floor and shoved it into Miguel's mouth, making him chug it. He needed as much of that as he could get.

However, Miguel's pipes were not prepared for so much liquid and he jerked his head back, coughing and flailing his arms. "What in the world? What are you trying to do - poison me?"

"It's to sober you up before we head back to the castle," Tulio said. "We can't keep up our charade if you go parading into town, showing your ass and airing out your dirty laundry."

"I don't have any dirty laundry; I've been wearing the same clothes for a month!" Miguel snatched the bottle and swilled the antidote. "And who said I was going back with you? I hate Kumari Kandam and I'm sick of that stupid castle. It's drafty in the rooms, it's humid - what is with all these lands lost to time and crappy hospitality?"

Tulio suppressed a snicker.

"Don't laugh; it's not funny." Miguel sighed, collapsing upon a stool. "El Dorado was a lot nicer."

"And sunnier," Tulio added, glancing at the storm outside.

"Even though we didn't get that gold in an honorable way, I still miss it."

"We didn't even get that gold at all, but I'll…"

"Right, but they didn't know we were planning on taking advantage of them. I want to go back and clear the air."

"Don't do that, Miguel." Tulio was actually starting to panic. "The best thing about the 'escape' part of the con is that you don't have to go back and tell the truth. Besides, we didn't even get anything to show for it, so what's the point?"

"Well, I still wanna go back. I miss El Dorado, because at least when I was in El Dorado, it wasn't so much like 'Hail King Tulio and Queen Chel and screw everyone else in the background.' Even Altivo gets more attention than I do. You know what else I hate about you?"

"What the hell kind of segway was that?"

"You're not an honest person." Miguel resumed his verbal smackdown. "All you do is lie, cheat, dupe and scam to get your way. You have to be honest."

Tulio guffawed in disbelief. "Excuse me? You certainly weren't concerned about honesty when you had the chance to make something out of yourself by being a god."

"That's because there was no point! You'd already ruined any chance for me to become anything in Spain by teaming up with that crazy high priest to overflow the city - "

"WHAT?!"

A loud crash of lightning split right through the men's conversation, and they jump-squeaked back.

"Let's give you time to cool down while we wait for the storm to subside," Tulio conceded, storming off to a corner of the house. "I can't talk to you when you're like this."

"You're the one who's like this!" Miguel shouted, almost near tears. "You're always like this!"

Tulio just wasn't listening.