Paul: Hey Boss, let's go into the Philippine Pavilion. Let's see what my peeps have to offer!
Nicholas: Alright! You're the Chief, Chief!
P: [Approaches the pavilion] Oh God, there's no Chinese lining up there. Typical. Let's take a look inside.
[Both P and N walk in and are met with blaring Pinoy hip-hop. Two Filipino DJs are on a stage. Both look like some of Paul's cousins].
P: [Desperately tries to keep his laughter to himself as he looks around].
N: Eh Paul! Look how many instruments are scattered around here! You got guitars, mics, drums, pianos, traditional instruments, and DJ booths. I take it Filipinos really like their music.
P: [recovering] Ahem! Cough! Um...yeah. Hey, let's get some food here. Filipino food is awesome. Nice break from Chinese. You'll love it!
[Both walk to the food counter. Not to many people are eating around them, and the people eating in the food area are almost exclusively Filipino].
P: Kumusta! I'll have a halo-halo and a leche flan.
Server: [Raises eyebrows] Oh oh. Mmm...nice t-shirt!
P: [Looks down and realizes he's wearing a Manila shirt]. HEY! This proves that I'm not fully Chinese!
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[As N and P eat Filipino desserts, more people, mostly white and Pinoy, enter the pavilion].
