Last night Mark, Jessie, and I recited this play. The entire thing. Oh, and it was in Spanish. And don't worry, Jessie's roommates were around, but they don't speak Spanish. I'm sure it was really entertaining and enlightening for them. At least Lydia learned something: "They're speaking Spanish, but it sounds like Arabic!" She probably thought we couldn't hear her. We could.
It's a great play. If you would like us to perform it at a special occasion, let us know. We've got our parts down pretty well. Mark is almost all of the daughters and the grandmother, I am the maid, and Jessie is the mom. Appropriate, right?