Jamal: We thought that maybe Oscar sent those notes but it was you, why? Spill it or I'll spill it.
Abuelita: Okay it was me.
Jamal: Why?
Abuelita: I had to. I've known you all since you were little traviesos. I saw you grow up together, love each other, then you stopped talking. So, I thought if I created a mystery you would start talking again.