Which Reminds Me

This is the place in the script where I am supposed to say something in protest of Cubanity. You just can't put a square in a round hole. It just doesn't work. We don't have really have much time to figure out where they are, floating on some raft at sea or possibly even deep underwater. How can we can blame them for leaving a place known for its vices, rum and cigars? Ick!