I have had people who don't know what arepas are? So maybe?

[Maybe that's why they're here. To better inform people on their food choices.

He blinks, confused and then realises- oh- shaking his head. ]

No- no, this isn't like the Casita. This isn't all mine- ours. Other people live behind these doors. They're like...little houses.

[He opens the door to his apartment, crossing his fingers and holding his breath as he crosses the threshold. Rats squeak and scurry out of various hiding spots to peer at Mirabel as she enters...yeah, a basic-ass apartment. It's not got a lot in it, because Bruno isn't exactly used to living like A Normal Person again yet. He stands there, shuffling his feet awkwardly. ]

I- I guess they're kinda bigger on the inside? But definitely not like home. But hey, bonus? No thousands of stairs!