Plumbers in and out for days. Latino guys, one speaks a little English, one almost none. I speak just enough Spanish to follow along. Little-English guy explains to no-English guy what he wants to do, in Spanish of course. Gets a confused look. Re-explains, and to check that no-English guy gets it, he asks him, “Capice?”
“Capice?” I ask.
“Sí, like the Mafia, I ask him does he capice.” Little-English guy presses his finger to the side of his nose.
No-English guy presses his finger to the side of his nose, too, nods solemnly.
I do the same.
I love New York.