Vasquez is trying to think of what she might have said earlier, because happiness to her is simple. "Good, warm food," she says, because that always plays a big part in what she likes. "Someone to hold me at night," she adds. "Good sex," she quips, with a smirk on her lips.

"Mexico, home, it would be nice," she admits, "even though I know that this is your home and I would never want you to give it all up."