Ella gestures back towards the rows of stands that were lining the street, and she gives him a grin. "I'll head back over there with you if you want. I definitely want another one." The rum is making her stomach warm, and her body loose, which is something that she's really glad for because she needs it, because all of this is just reminding her how much she misses being home even if her family drives her insane sometimes.

"Yep! A lot of latino families have traditions similar to it. It's practically legendary in my family. My Tio Armand tried to sue for the recipe when he and my Tia Isabella got divorced. It was like this whole huge mess of a thing."