Rico’s Got A New Girl.
My dear Rico Suave has been hanging around on his own for quite a while now. And honestly, well, a little low. It appears though, that Rico’s wait is over, his girl has arrived. They say we’re all meant for someone. And she was meant for him. Meet my new matchmaking effort: Rico and Emma Lou.
The story goes that Rico was doing odd jobs to make ends meet around Atlanta, Georgia, by way of Florida, by way of the Keys, by way of Havana. Anyway, one warm, humid night at a steamy, Atlanta dive bar, Past Perfect, Rico’s working his night gig, playing a mean set of bongos in a local Rumba band, when in walks Emma Lou and her very blond sorority sisters. Tipsy, snickering and pointing out Rico’s fine rhythm on the bongos, Rico couldn’t help but notice in comparison, Emma Lou’s refined manners, shiny brunette locks, and the secret smile behind her ruby painted lips. She obviously dug his beat. He sent over a Cuba Libre. And the rest is history. Hanging on my walls. Together at last. The end.