Mirabel: There's something going on this room and I'm not having it.
Isabela: *wearing a nice outfit* I look nice as shit
Luisa: *crying over a broken handheld mirror that was broken by stepping on it accidentally*
Dolores: I'm going to go deaf from these drums.
Camilo: Iconically stressed and depressed!
Antonio: Animals love me and want to scratch my face off at the same time.
Julieta: I ordered 2 croissants from Panera Bread, right? They didn't have any croissants. So, what did they give me? They gave me 2 21-inch baguettes. 3 and a half feet of bread in my house. WHY??
Agustín: *trips over air, scrapes arm, and cuts hand* This is fine.
Pepa: This weather is acting more bipolar than my grandma.
Félix: There's a reason that I am not social with you people.
Abuela Alma: I will pressure you as much as I want, I'm your older sibling.
