*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee pot*
Abuela: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Isabela: ...I did, I broke it.
Abuela: No. No you didn't. Camilo?
Camilo: Don't look at me. Look at Mirabel.
Mirabel: What?! I didn't break it.
Camilo: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Mirabel: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Camilo: Suspicious.
Mirabel: No, it's not!
Bruno: If it matters, probably not, but Pepa was the last one near the coffee cart.
Pepa: Liar! I don't even drink that!
Bruno: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Pepa: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Bruno!
Isabela: Okay, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Abuela.
Abuela: No! Who broke it?!
Everyone:
Camilo: Abuela... Dolores has been awfully quiet.
Dolores: REALLY?!
Camilo: Yeah, really!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Abuela, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Abuela:
Abuela: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
