(S15) - PT3 - Namesake

[Fordhammer]

My alter ego, Nacho Varga, is a simple man. He runs a street taco truck in downtown LA. I first heard about him when someone sent a "business" shipment to him by accident, thinking it was me. I headed to LA to retrieve my property. When I arrived, I was not really surprised to find that he was nothing like me. None of that killer instinct, toughness, or athletic ability. He did make a mean street taco, though. The line for his place snaked around the block, people waiting hours for some of this guy's tacos. I jumped to the front of the line to confront him. He seemed shocked at first when I told him my name, and quickly brought the misplaced package to me, unopened, luckily for him. I thanked him, and told him to be mindful of opening any other packages that should not go to him. He offered me a taco. Turns out his secret ingredient is a healthy serving of nacho cheese sauce on each taco. Not exactly my type of food, but I obliged him and ate the taco, pretending it was delicious. I promised to be back soon for more of his food, but it was a lie. I was forced to have him "removed" several days later. There can be no one else with my name.