"Oh, ese! That Trish Stratus is hot! Mmmhmm! Yeah, Chavito!" After pausing for a moment, then began to get back onto the situation at hand.
"So why you worried 'bout Lita, holmes? She's a big girl... Oh, yeah, a nice, tender-"
"Eddie!"
"Sorry, hombre, you know how I am when I start thinking about those sexy little mamasitas back in that locker room! I wonder what they're doing right now-"
"Eddie, please, listen!"
"Okay, okay, Chavo! Why you worried about her?"
"Well, she was kind of drunk too..."
"Aw, hell no, Chavito! You lay with her, man? You are a big bad wolf, I'll tell you tha-"
"No, no, no. She kind of told me a secret about herself in return."
"Oh, ese, give me all the juicy details!" After Eddie had finished speaking, the color drained from his nephew's face.
"Chavo? You okay, man?" Eddie instantly got his answer as Chavo ran into the bathroom. Minutes later Chavo came back out.
"Listen, Eddie... Lita was in a bad relationship, okay?"
"Yeah, ese, we all have those!"
"Not this bad, Eddie... She was raped multiple times." Eddie's expression instantly softened.
"Oh my God..." Several minutes passed of silence, Eddie sitting on a bench bowing his head. "Did she tell you who it was?"
"Yeah..." Even more color drained out of Chavo's face.
"Who was it, Chavo?"
Chavo felt his nerves on edge as he began to try and be able to word this the way he needed to, but there was no nice way of putting it.
"The Undertaker."