Vasquez tips his hat up to her with a pleased smile, because he appreciates his hat very much and he likes the look of it, especially on him. He settles the cigarette between his lips as he works to dig out a match to light up, inhaling sharply before he settles it between his fingers.

"I'm not historically anything," he counters. "This is what I wear from where I come from," is all he says, and it's what he's comfortable with.