"There is indeed a great hotel scene, one that comes without commercials and brings in some very strange religious iconogrpahy such as the hanging portraits of Jesus and Mary. In fact, much of the rest of my stay in Mexico City was punctuated with a series of quick rendevouz with Rebecca in my downtown hotel. I can fill in all of your blanks for a very small cost. Really, this story gets much more interesting, especially toward the end when she threatens to tell my Mexican family everything unless I 'accidently' kill her fiance for her so that we can then elope back to America. You see, what was strange was that when I met her that New Year's Eve, she had just become engaged to a handsome young Mexi-Jew who was vacationing with his parents on the ski-slopes of Colorado. And she was a virgin who was saving herself for the right moment, that is, until we got totally stoned on the killer mexweed and I proceeded to do my best Gary Cooper impersonation..."