Vasquez doesn't know half of these words that she's saying, but it's good that she's getting undressed, which means he should follow suit. Off goes the hat and his vest, there go his boots, and he's quickly divested of everything with a wicked smirk on his face, settling back with his pants unbuttoned, but not off.

They might be doing this together, but he wants some dignity in case someone comes crashing in. "I don't know what Brazilians have to do with anything here."