“With another person? This is about it, without passing out right away,” he says with a yawn. They must’ve been over the eastern seaboard to make it here. “More people is less. I went to China once. Slept for a week afterwards.”

Nico looks around at the mid afternoon crowds of tourists. “Venga con me, let’s get something to eat and find somewhere to sit. I can’t take you back right away.”