El Tigre: Right Frida? Frida? *gasp* Frida!
Frida's Dad: Mija speak to me
Frida: Can I.. can I..
Frida's Dad: What? What is it Mija?
Frida: Can I have some more cotton candy?
El Tigre: Are you okay!?
Frida's Dad: Stay away from her Rivera! This is your fault!
Frida: Dad no its not.
El Tigre: Yes. It is.
Frida (Suddenly healed) Huh!?