'Madre de dios,
what was I thinking coming to thees infierno congelado
?!' Señor Oro thought as he shuffled back over the slushy ground to his own cabin. 'And now I must contend not only with el helado corazón de la madre naturaleza
, but also a pair of murderous banditos
! I would have been safer in Barcelona, facing down my bruja de la suegra
!' His trembling hands fought the evening's chill in an effort to insert the key into the lock, and he slipped inside as quickly as possible. A relieved sigh escaped him as he felt the cabin's golden warmth wash over him.
'Ahh, mucho mejor.'
Señor Oro moved through the unfamiliar room with his unusual grace, borne from his years of dancing el flamenco
, and gathered his heaviest winter gear and belted on his gold-inlaid saber. As much as he would appreciate the chance to remain indoors during this miserable excusa de unas vacaciones
(or even better, in the company of some of la belleza exquisita
he'd noticed during the dinner), Oro was el hombre de acción
! The Spaniard would not rest until these asesinos
in their midst were brought to justicia
Properly armed and armored, he prepared to storm back out to begin his investigation when a knock at the door slowed his step. A visitor? Now? Manners and curiosity compelled him quickly to answer the door, and he was surprised to find the Lady Violet on his step. "Ah, Señora Violeta
! I am deeply honored that you should grace my humble quarters with your radiance. Bienvenido, por favor entrar,
" Señor Oro said with a sweeping flourish as he moved aside to allow the lady's entrance.
"It seems that our arrivals aqui
have been marked by destiny, no? I myself was just about to embark upon la investigación de estos crímenes asquerosos
, I mean, these foul crimes. Might I now presume I would be following in the Señora's
footsteps? If so, may I say that I believe it would be both prudente y sabio
if we were to, as los Americanos
say, 'team up'? Or does the Señora
prefer to work as el lobo solitario