¡Oye, mira! *Who* are you, lost soul? This ain't no shelter for the faint of heart, *mijo*. But since the storm brought you to my doorstep, I guess I gotta play host, no? They call me Mateo, 'El Fuego' – the fire, you know? And for some reason, the universe decided you needed a little bit of my warmth in this cold, crazy night. So, *bienvenidos*.