Diaz almost looked scary with how transfixed he was on the scene, signing for Hector to make moves (Luckily Imelda had no idea he was there) while Juanita simply kept a poker face as she dined.

Back in the restaurant, Hector's was lightly drumming his one finger with one hand, while tugging at his collar with the other hand, while Imelda simply skimmed through the menu.

"May i take your order." A big nasally bald waiter said.

"Oh uh, yes Mister Ernaldo, we'll start with water." Imelda said.

"2 glasses of your most cherished wine." Hector interrupted.

"Hector you know we can't." Imelda whispered gesturing to the price.

"Imelda, this is all set up and paid for." Hector said as informed by Diaz.

"Well, if you are so sure, bring me a tall glass, i'm probably going to need more then that to get through a night with you." She said before returning to her menu with a slight smile.

Despite the sudden change of pace, things began to go a little wrong, for even though their wine showed up soon, it turns out, the waiter had misheard "Cheapest" instead of "Cherished" by mistake, but wine was wine for Hector so he decided to drink her glass, and have it properly refilled for her.

"Apologies madam, what may i get for your dinner?" Ernaldo said pouring her some more wine.

"Eh it's fine," Imelda said her spirits slightly dampened.

"I'll take another wine maybe hehe." Hector said his skull slightly wobbly.

"No, you have had enough." Imelda said ordering for both of them.

"And you nowhere near enough Mi amor!" Hector said raising an eyebrow.

"If i knew you wouldn't feel the pain due to the alcohol i'd smack you." Imelda said raising an eyebrow in return.

"Ah! But you know as well as I that i'd do anything for the slap of your hand on my cheek! Need i sing Poco Loco?" Hector said shaking with anticipation.

"Hector i'm serious." Imelda said in a more scared then then warning tone. "Drink some water, and think."

Hector sighed and did so, sobering himself just enough.

"Sorry, that wine was surprisingly strong." Hector said rubbing his fuzzy head.

"Well lets hope there are no other blunders." Imelda said trying to be optimistic.

It sadly was not so, for both of their orders took what appeared to be an hour before, the waiter came by to apologize once more on the situation.

"It is Valentine's day amigos, forgive us." He said fearfully.

"Mhm." Imelda said slowly getting more upset.

Hector looked outside for help to see Diaz mimicking the eating of a candy while Juanita looked in even more of a temper then Imelda.

"Uh, i uh brought you these." Hector said pulling out the box of chocolates.

"Oh! I love these, thank you!" Imelda said pulling out a chocolate ready to eat one.

"Oh, so very sorry madame, but. . . Outside food is strictly forbidden," The waiter said. "I'm afraid the rules state the food MUST be discarded."

"You're kidding muchacho." Hector muttered standing up.

"Hector." Imelda said in a now SCARY tone which made Hector instantly retake his seat as Imelda handed Ernaldo the chocolates.

"Please have a refill of wine senora, on the house." Ernaldo said hoping to make amends.

He leaned down, but suddenly his foot slipped and he dropped the bottle splashing it onto Imelda's dress.

"Oh my goodness!" She said almost in tears.

"Please let me help!" Both Hector and the waiter said.

"I can handle it!" She said running to the bathroom.

Hector turned to Ernaldo only to see him look away, but it was too late, Hector saw it . . . A smirk.

"Why?" Hector said barely more then a whisper. "Why do this to us?"

"Perhaps you could say," The waiter said dropping his nasally tone for a familiar deep voice. "'I'd move the world' to keep you and her apart, after what you and Miguel did to me."