Lisa’s happiness from her shopping trip slowly diminished during the show when Mario continued to ignore her. To make matters worse, Miguel sauntered over and struck up a conversation. Lisa could not ignore him, but she was inwardly cringing; she could feel Mario’s eyes boring into her back the longer they talked.
At the end of the show, she timed it so that she would leave the tent at the same time as Mario. She called his name, but he pretended not to hear her.
"Mario," she said again, catching hold of his arm.
He looked down as though something abhorrent had touched him, then he looked into Lisa’s eyes with a cold steel-like stare. "¿Sí?"
"I’m sorry, Mario, but I wasn’t doing anything wrong. In fact, if anyone is in the wrong, it’s you."
"What?" he removed her hand from his arm wit
