In Antonio’s room, the party of all time is peaking. On the dance floor, Pepa dances with Antonio and Félix, who pulls Abuela Alma up to dance and we see a glimmer of her fun side.
FÉLIX: Come on, Abuela! Tirame un paso -- Wepa!
But just as Abuela lets her guard down, Mirabel bursts in!
Mirabel: THE HOUSE IS IN DANGER! THE HOUSE IS IN DANGER!
(Dolores covers her ears)
Everyone stops and looks at her, the band stops their music. Abuela stares at Mirabel, concerned.
MIRABEL: (out of breath) The tiles were falling and there were cracks everywhere and... the candle almost went out.
(Bruno: Surely this can't happen in real life, right? *Crickets* ... Right?)
People in the party begin to murmur uncomfortably. Abuela clocks this and looks to Mirabel.
ABUELA ALMA: Show me.
(Bruno: Mamá is very concerned.)
Mirabel leads the family to the candle and presents them with... nothing, no cracks, the candle shines brightly.
(Antonio: Weren't there cracks before?
Mira: Yeah.)
MIRABEL: What? No, that’s --- the cracks were there, they were... everywhere. The house was in trouble, the, the candle was...
Isabela looks at Mirabel and scoffs. Abuela looks at the candle, then back to Mirabel, embarrassed and disappointed.
MIRABEL: Abuela, I promise -
ABUELA ALMA: That’s enough.
As nervous whispers build within the crowd, Abuela gives a pointed look to Mirabel, then puts on her “face of confidence” and turns to address the crowd.
ABUELA ALMA: There is nothing wrong with La Casa Madrigal. The magic is strong... and so are the drinks! Please -- music! A bailar, a bailar!
(Julieta: Mama, why did you make that joke? There are children.
Abuela: Yeah, well, they won't understand.)
Agustín, realizing how awkward this is for Mirabel, motions to Luisa, who brings him a PIANO, which he plays to smoothover the weirdness. Isabela looks at Mirabel and scoffs.
As people head back into the party, Julieta approaches Mirabel, concerned.
As sounds of the party continue, Julieta prepares an AREPA.
(Camilo: Now I want an arepa)
MIRABEL: If it was all in my head, how did I cut my hand? I would never ruin Antonio’s night. Is that really what you think?
JULIETA: What I think is that today was very hard for you-
MIRABEL: That’s (not)- I was looking out for the family. And I might not be super-strong like Luisa, or effortlessly perfect like “Señorita Perfecta” Isabela, who’s never even had a bad hair day. But... (SIGHS) Whatever...
The House delivers an arepa to Julieta, who moves to Mirabel.
(Luisa: You described us beautifully)
JULIETA: I wish you could see yourself the way I do. You are perfect, just like this. You’re just as special as anyone else in this family.
Mirabel hears the words... but before they can land, Julieta holds Mirabel’s hand and heals her.
MIRABEL: Mm-hm. You just healed my hand with an arepa con queso.
