Welcome a Songwriter-COCO


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 * HÉCTOR! You may be the love of my life, but if you keep this crowd waiting ANY LONGER, I will PERSONALLY disassemble you!
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 * (Thinks he can just hole himself up practicing for weeks without anybody seeing him but me--)
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 * DO NOT TEST ME, HÉCTOR! I WILL LITERALLY STEAL ONE OF YOUR LEGS AND THROW IT TO PEPITA!
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 * DO NOT TEST ME, HÉCTOR! I WILL LITERALLY STEAL ONE OF YOUR LEGS AND THROW IT TO PEPITA!
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Welcome a Songwriter

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 * Welcome Héctor Rivera.
 * 60m
 * 5, 50
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 * All right -- all right! I'm ready! I'm ready. How does my jacket look? Is it, you know... is it a good jacket?
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 * Mi amor, it looks as if Dante dragged it through a mud puddle... but that's a GOOD thing! It fits your charmingly rustic image!
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 * Wow... thanks! ... I think.
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 * Yes, well, you can thank me AFTER we wow the Rivera-made shoes off of that crowd out there. Now -- ¡VÁMONOS!
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 * Yeah! It's showtime!
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 * Yes, well, you can thank me AFTER we wow the Rivera-made shoes off of that crowd out there. Now -- ¡VÁMONOS!
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 * Yeah! It's showtime!
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