Camilo: Damn. I would've loved to say all -
Pepa: Camilo, language!
Camilo: *Smirks* Okay, so my favorite... I think it's you!! I'm sorry for the others! I still love you all!
Isabela: This shall be fun. *Dies gracefully*
Mirabel: *Walks in* Isa? This - this isn't - Isa, are you okay? Isa? Isabela! Isa!
Luisa: What's wrong, Mirabel?
Mirabel: Isabela won't wake up!
Luisa: WHAT!? ISABELA!?
Mirabel: I - I guess we have to host a f-funeral... Should we bury her?
Isa: NO.
Mira: Isa?
Isa: Don't bury me.
Mira: YOU'RE ALIVE!
Isa: Of course.
Mirabel hugs Isa. Isa awkwardly hugs back. Luisa cries.
Camilo: Poor Casita.
Abuela: Excuse me...
They all kick Casita 50 times. Casita looks sad.
Mira: Casita, we didn't want to.
Isa: It was a dare.
Julieta: *Coughs and groans*
Abuela: Are you okay, Julieta?
Julieta: I don't think so, mamá. I feel sick.
Abuela: Oh. Eat an arepa.
Julieta: I would, but Arepas can't heal this sickness. They can heal lots, yes, but this one is... Different.
Abuela: I see. Very well, then. I guess you can stay home today, mi Amor.
Julieta: Thank you, mamá.
Antonio: *Watching* Aww, no EW! What is happening!? Oh my, God.
Pepa: WHO IN THE HOLY NAME OF - WHO TOLD HIM TO WATCH THIS!?!