Cristobal whistles. Pretty much all the time. Over the course of our time here at the office, we have realized that WHAT he whistles is very much influenced by things that he hears or conversations he has.
Exhibit A:
Cristobal: I'm not surprised. He's Mexican.
Marni: I just can't believe he didn't go to school! Don't you think that's sad??
Cristobal: No, that's Mexico.
{Side-stepping the glaring Michael Scott-ness of his politically and socially inappropriate statements}
Two seconds later, as Cristobal walks down the hall, he is heard whistling the Mexican Hat Dance.


