Elena of Avalor

Monster pumpkin coming through.

Oh, let me help you with that, Your Highness.

Thanks, Armando, but I got it.

Love the decorations.

And that is how you cleanly slice a pumpkin.

Ah!

Sugar, cinnamon, honey.

We have all the ingredients to make my famous

calabaza en tacha, except...

Calabaza. Already sliced.

With what? An axe?

Whatever gets the job done.

So how's everything coming?

I don't want to be late to the Día de los Muertos celebration.

What's the rush?

It's not like our relatives are going anywhere.

I was just excited.

Día de los Muertos is the one day of the year

we get to celebrate the family who aren't with us anymore.

It's like we're throwing a party,

and everyone we love is invited.

You're all packed and ready to go.

Thanks, Armando. Wait. Where's Isabel?

There you are. We're ready to go.

Hey, where's your costume?

Uh... it ripped when I was putting it on.

Oh, I'll have a seamstress mend it right away.

Is it up in your room?

It's all right. I'll do it myself.

Okay. Well, we'll wait for you.

No! I mean... you guys go on.

I'll see you at the graveyard later.

Oh, wait a second. Where the pan dulce?

I gave it to Francisco.

That was for the altar?

I thought you were giving me a snack.

Likely story.

Well, we need the pan dulce for the altar.

Sweet bread is Mami's favorite.

I'll send the servant right away.

That's okay. I'll go pick some up.

Hope you like your altar, abuelo.

Oh, mija, I love it.

Look at that handsome devil.

But... that's you.

You can see me?

Yes.

Huh. Can you see the other ghosts?

Ghosts?

Oh, Rogelio, you are so light on your feet.

And she left him at the altar!

That one never gets old!

Okay, seeing ghosts, not normal.

I better talk to Zuzo.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Pardon me.

Zuzo?

Zuzo! Zuzo!!

Hey, princess. Were you calling me?

It was hard to hear over all the singing.

You celebrate Day of the Dead, too?

Yeah, it's a big deal in the spirit world.

You know, 'cause of all the spirits.

The party's gonna be pretty epic. So what's up?

It seems I can suddenly see ghosts?

Hey, that's great. So can I!

But you're a spirit fox, and I'm just an ordinary person.

Well, you did spend a bunch of years

in that amulet, just marinating in magic.

You can see me.

So I can see ghosts now, too?

Hm. Probably only today.

Why just today?

'Cause this is the one day of the year

ghosts come to party with the living.

Speaking of parties,

I've got a conga line to lead.

Enjoy your new power, princess.

I thought that pesky fox would never leave.

Uh, excuse me.

Oh. Sorry, princesa.

When you saw me at the cemetery,

I knew you were the only one who could help me.

Help you? With what?

My name is Doña Angelica.

In this very day,

my grandchildren are preparing to sell

the family restaurant to a vile, greedy man

who wants to open a bank!

And you need my help how?

You must stop them from selling it.

People used to line up around the block

just to eat at Cafe Angelica.

It is my legacy.

Go to the restaurant, tell my grandchildren

not to break their dear abuela's heart.

So you want me to convince two complete strangers

to not sell their restaurant because their grandmother's ghost told me to?

I did not say it would be easy.

But yes, this is what I ask.

I really wanna help you, doña,

but my family is waiting for me to pick up pan dulce.

You're so sweet to honor your family.

Mine is not building an altar today.

Instead, they are selling my dreams to the highest bidder.

Okay, um... I suppose I could probably...

- Excellent. - ...stop by.

It's just down the street.

Tell your driver. We don't have much time.

HAr Ay, Carmen, we are selling the restaurant today.

Why aren't you packing?

I am a cook, Julio, and cooks cook.

But what is the point?

We don't have any customers.

As usual.

Ah, you were saying?

Hi there. Table for two.

- They can't see me. - I mean one.

I'm sorry. We are closed.

- Princess Elena? - Princess Elena!

We are so honored to have you in our restaurant.

Please sit, sit.

I just made a feast fit for a princess.

Quick, run. Save yourself.

What? Why?

Trust me, you don't want to...

- Here we are! - Too late.

Hope you're hungry!

Allow me to present my latest creation.

The cray-tada!

I mean, yum.

You mean yuck. Ay-yi-yi.

Yeah, um, I had a big breakfast,

so I'm not very hungry.

You see, Carmen? This is why we're selling the restaurant.

Nobody wants to eat your food.

And no wonder. Look what she's serving.

I swear, it looks like he's staring at me

no matter where I float.

I'm an artist, Julio.

The plate is my canvas, the food, my paints.

Sometimes it does taste like paint.

The truth is, Carmen,

you're just not a good cook.

Yes, I am.

She is.

Carmen used to help me cook all my food,

and it always turned out delicious.

Your cray-tada did bite me.

I have an idea.

Why don't you try cooking your grandmother's food?

I heard it was pretty popular.

I would, but she never gave us her recipes.

Our grandmother had a secret cookbook.

I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find it.

Oh, that's right. I forgot to tell them where I hid it.

So tell me where you hid it.

I'll give the cookbook to Carmen,

she'll cook your recipes,

the customers will come back,