[ Everyone standing around a broken coffee maker ]
Lucifer: So, who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
MC: …. I did! I broke it.
Lucifer: No. No you didn’t. Mammon?
Mammon: Don’t look at me. Look at Levi.
Leviathan: What?! I didn’t break it!
Mammon: Huh. That’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Leviathan: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken.
Mammon: Suspicious.
Leviathan: No, it’s not!
Beelzebub: If it matters, probably not, but Asmodeus was the last one to use it.
Asmodeus: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Beelzebub: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Asmodeus: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles, everyone knows that, Beel!
MC: Okay, okay! Let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Lucifer.
Lucifer: No! Who broke it?!
Belphegor: Lucifer…. Satan’s been awfully quiet.
Satan: REALLY?!
Belphegor: OH YEAH, REALLY!
[ Everyone starts arguing ]
Lucifer, to Diavolo: I broke it. It burnt my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Lucifer, smirking: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.




















