Rough translation:

"Oh god my head hurts." He rubbed his temple. "Wait... I no espeakin inglesh! Holy shit! I almost didn't notice."

Three months later.

"Srta Cabrera, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Nooo," She laughed. "Maybe some day. Why do you ask? Do you know someone who'd want to be my boyfriend?"

"No, but you are nice so you will find one."