Hector was at his table attempting to think of words, but the continued drop of the sun, only made his usually proud corazon drop.

"ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! I'll never win her heart!" Hector said.

"Eh probably not," Ernesto said reading his book with an even more smug expression then Hector's. "C'mon! es Dios De Los Muertos! A night where even the bones shall rattle to the rhythm of our musico! There is a talent show tonight! And WE are going to win it."

"Hm, very well, i'll meet you there," Hector said tugging thoughtfully at his beard.

"Don't be late like last time writing un poco loco." Ernesto warned.

Hector simply nodded, back to the door, his heart once more alight with pride.

3 hours later.

Hector was putting the final touches on his song, and knew, that now was the time to play, both with Ernesto, and for Imelda.

"Please be there." Hector whispered as he grabbed his notes and left.

He was near the park gazebo jumbling through the crowd.

"OY! Cabron!" Called an angry tone.

It was Ernesto heavily peeved.

"You better have brought a song to sing." He said arms crossed.

"Do i ever mi amigo!" Hector said handing him his finished works.

"Well, maybe you are not as estupido as you think," Ernesto said smirking at the completed script. "C'mon we're on in 10."

Meanwhile

"Papa! What are we doing here?" Imelda said confused.

"I thought you would enjoy some musica to reign in the day or dearly departed ancestors, this is a place with muy history." Diaz said excitedly.

"Well as long as the mariachi isn't here." Imelda said chuckling at the thought.

"Please, the only reason you agreed to come to such a crowded festival was hoping to hear him play!" Diaz said knowingly.

"That is just a bunch of- . . . Oh no." She said hearing the call of an all to familiar grito.

"Hello Mi Familia!" Hector cried strumming his guitar. "I i'm singing for you always! But tonight i sing this song for a special lady, Imelda."

"I swear if that hombre calls me loco ONE MORE TIME!" Imelda growled.

Say that I'm crazy or call me a fool
But last night it seemed that I dreamed about you
When I opened my mouth, what came out was a song
And you knew every word, and we all sang along

Imelda could only stare as he began to pick up the pace on his guitar while his partner Ernesto came forward to bring a deeper tone.

To a melody played on the strings of our souls
And the rhythm that rattled us down to the bone
Our love for each other will live on forever
In every beat of my proud corazón
Our love for each other will live on forever
In every beat of my proud corazón

Ay mi familia!
Oiga mi gente!
Canten a coro, let it be known!
Our love for each other will live on forever
In every beat of my proud corazón

Ay mi familia!
Oiga mi gente!
Canten a coro, let it be known!
Our love for each other will live on forever
In every beat of my proud corazón

As he finished with a final note and a bow, Imelda could barely move. Completely taken aback, which Hector took as a good sign, and so he jumped off the stage and walked toward her.

"Might i sing another song for you senorita?" Hector said hopefully.

" . . . Very well." Imelda said blushing heavily.

"You make me un poco loco!" He began before he was suddenly smacked on the face.

Imelda however despite the smack was smiling and had her arms crossed.

"You really are unbelievable." Imelda said shaking her head.

"I'd do anything for your hand across my cheek mi amor!" Hector said rubbing at the red mark.

"Well how can I say no to that? Mi proud corazon." She said putting her hands on his shoulders to kiss him.

Imelda almost regretted the following grito he gave picking his love up in his arms, she could only blush and slightly struggle (He had a strong grip, which she had to admit made her feel safe) as he turned in place holding her bridal style.