So obviously, I had to crash-land a grandma on America Chavez, and not just any grandma -- a big, strong, luchador grandma, one that loved her enough to take her to the ancestral plain, where America Chavez could see the history of her people play out in the skies above.
Dakle, očito sam morala  prizemljiti baku Americe Chavez, i to ne bilo kakvu - veliku, snažnu i borbenu baku, koja je voli dovoljno da bi je odvela na ravnicu predaka, gdje America Chavez može vidjeti kako se povijest njenih predaka odigrava na nebesima iznad njih.