East: *pointing at the broken coffee machine* So. Who broke it? I’m not mad, I just wanna know.
Cal: …I did. I broke it.
East: No. No you didn’t. Lazarus?
Lazarus: Don’t look at me. Look at Stewart.
Stewart: What?! I didn’t do it!
Lazarus: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Stewart: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.
Lewis: If it matters, probably not, but Hadley was the last one to use it.
Hadley: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Lewis: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Hadley: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Lewis!
Cal: Okay, let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, East.
Stewart: East…Gilbert’s been awfully quiet.
*Everyone starts arguing*
East: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with ear pain on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. Was getting rather chummy around here.