{The scene opens up with a shot of a young man walking down the streets of what seems to be a very big city. He is surrounded by a group of five people, all looking more or less South American. The man himself has short dark hair, bronze tanned skin, women would say he is handsome, but at the same time he has a bit of a sneaky look on his face. And the thing that stands out most is... his blue sunglasses.}

{The man is talking to some of his friends... in Spanish, when suddenly his cell phone starts ringing. He picks up and grows a smile on his face.}

{Two of his friends start joking around, making fun of him, but the two ladies that accompany them tell them to shut up and leave him alone. The man raises his hand in a friendly way, asking his friends to let him receive this phone call without being disturbed asit seems very important to him.}

{The man is Esteban... the Latin Lover!}

Esteban: Cecilia, mi amor, how are you today?
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I'm fine as well, but I can't stand being away from you for such a long time.
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Why should I go back to the States?
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Who told you?
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Chambers? What did he say?
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So, the tournament is on?
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Good, good, who's my opponent, anybody I know?
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Low. Never heard of him. No idea what or who he is. DO you have any info about him?
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Hm, you think you can find out a bit about him? I'm gonna come back as soon as possible, I'll try to get a flight today.
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Yeah, I'm still in Caracas, I wish you could be here with me.
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Right now I'm with Pablo, Pepe, Luiz, Angie and Selma.
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{He turns towards his friends.}

Cecilia says hi.

{The entire group suddenly starts screaming, trying to make Cecilia hear them over the phone. It all goes down in huge HI CILIA WHAT'S UP!}

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Yeah, I miss you so much too.
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I'll get a flight tonight.
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Happy Pete? What?
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He's in there as well? Great! At least some people I know.
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No, I don't think he's too angry at us any more, maybe a bit.
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Hehe, yeah it WAS fun!
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No, listen Cecilia, I'll try to get a flight tonight, ok, so I'll be home tmorrow morning.
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Can't wait!
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But I'm gonna have to ask you for a favor...
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Well, yeah, that as well, my dear, but that will have to wait until I am back! Hehe.
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Nononono, listen, you have to find out a bit about this Low guy, ok? Maybe even ask Chambers about it, he always knows what's going on.
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Yeah, that WAS a joke, but don't tell him that. And don't mention the DUMBO thing either.
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Ok, so I'll see you tomorrow?
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Great! I love you!
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Bye! Si, mi amor, te extra�o tambien, much�simo.
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Bye!

{He hangs up and puts the phone away. He turns to his friends again and begins to speak.}

Well, work is calling guys, I'm gonna have to leave Venezuela again. I'm gonna have to kick some ass in the US...

{We fade out with a shot of the Latin Lover falling back into a conversation with his friends, they all start laughing again, but we see Esteban looking back at his hometown, Caracas, Venezuela, with a sad eye, knowing he has to leave again.}