 They come in diesel from the way pile, tats all over their body, not just tattoos. Nina, the pensioner, the Santa Maria to lowriders in one arm, a list of names. What are those names? Everybody I kissed or killed. It's the same to me. And they're sitting down like they're angry. And we all have the same thing. La Eme has left their court. Who are they here to kill? I have butterflies in my stomach. I'm nervous.