[He is officially doomed...but it is somewhat of a relief at the same time. His options back home would have been his Héctor -- someone in the same space as Coco and if they're going to be around her, why not spend time with her instead of making a fool of himself -- and literally Bigfoot -- a professional dance instructor, but one that taught classes, and that meant dancing around even more people. This way, when he goes home or if Coco has the misfortune of coming here...

...Man. His arms tighten around himself again as a frown curves across his lips for an entirely different reason. He wants to go home.]

Yeah. Right.

[Actually -- ]

My place here's pretty empty. I'm not there much, but if you know where it is, maybe you won't go grey over thinking I got crushed under a building.