Picking up lunch today, I tried to pay with a million dollar bill. The clerk smiled and responded, "Sir, we don't carry this much change." As she was admiring the tract, another man came out from the kitchen and began to inquire about the bill. I reached into my pocket and gave him one as well. This was an authentic Mexican restaurant were few could speak fluent English. The man looked at the image of Grover Cleveland with a thick mustache and with broken English commented, "His mustache like Mexican." He smiled and rubbed his hand over his thinning gray mustache. I plan on returning to this restaurant in the future because the food is fantastic. Next time I will return with gospel tracts in Spanish.