QUOTE : Esperanza had a small smile on her face. “What?” Myron said. She gestured to the right side of the dance floor. “Check out the ass on that chick in the red.” Myron looked at the crimson-clad dancing buttocks and remembered an Alejandro Escovedo lyric: “I like her better when she walks away.” It had been a long time since Myron had heard Esperanza talk like this. “Nice,” Myron said. “Nice?” “Awesome?” Esperanza nodded, still smiling. “There are things I could do with an ass like that.” Looking