Bring Mirabel in for a talk.

"...so mi tatara abuelo was going to smite him for his hubris, but wouldn't you know it, the spoiled Emperor's advisor tried to beat him to it." Having finished with her song, Mirabel took a seat on a barrel in the square. The children where having too much of a good time and begged for more, so Mirabel recalled an old family story. "You see, she wanted to be the Incan people's new Empress, and after he fired her, she tried to poison him. Instead, she accidentally turned him into a llama! Certainly taught him a lesson."

"Miss Miabel, what's a llama?" Asked one of the godlings.

"Hey kids, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'm going to need to borrow Mirabel for a minute," said an intruding Hiccup. "You know, matters of state and junk. Boring politics."

"But she was going to tell us what a llama was!"

"And what happened to the Emperor?"

"Did he build his waterpark like he wanted?"

Mirabel laughed a little before promising to finish her story later.

"So what's up?"

Hiccup put a hand on her shoulder and led her towards the forge. He leaned in for a whisper.

"Act natural. Gobber knows about us."