“Wait, you speak Spanish?” By no means were Tom and I close friends, but we were acquainted enough that he was surprised to hear me speak Spanish for the first time.
“Yea man. I’m full Mexican!” I replied casually.
“I mean, I knew you were Mexican. I just didn’t know you were THAT Mexican” Tom said.
Perplexed, I asked why I didn’t seem “that Mexican.”
“Well, you don’t dress or sound Mexican. You sound white.”
Tom uttered the last words hesitantly, hoping I wouldn’t be offended.