I sat across from Don Claro as he sang to himself a light melody.
"Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man. Do you know the muffin man? Astrid my dear, do you know the muffin man?"
I looked back at him like an adult would look at a child. Not full of pity but of pure bewilderment at the mental capacity of this man. I sighed. Now is not the time to be on the offensive with him. I nodded as Don Claro smiled. His white teeth glistening under the rays of sunshine which entered the red room.
Despite the evil which radiated from him, being a model was a modest job that he could pursue. The features which sculpted his face screamed the definition of "heavenly". The way his blond hair would slightly fall across his golden eyes as his luscious lips twist would make any girl swoon.
