"He probably thinks your name is stupid, too," is Vasquez's uncaring reply, seeing as he doesn't need to sit here and let two white men bicker at each other and for him to care about it. No, all that he cares is that he's going to have Faraday safe and under his roof.

Bobo will also be there. This is going to get complicated for him, he thinks, but he'll hopefully be able to manage. Inhaling his cigarette and setting it aside, he keeps close to Faraday as they walk, just like he would have in Rose Creek.

"Why do you think I call you guero," he teases.