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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! |
Welcome a Songwriter[]
| Character | Activity | Time | Rewards |
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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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