Mateo: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
Evalina: I did, I broke it.
Mateo: No. No you didn’t. Ignacio?
Ignacio: Don’t look at me. Look at Javier!
Javier: What? I didn’t break it.
Ignacio: Huh, that’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Javier: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken.
Bruno: If it matters- probably not, but Angi was the last one to use it.
Angelina: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Bruno: Oh really. Then what were you doing by the coffee machine earlier?
Angelina: Because I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Papa!
Evalina: Okay let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it-
Mateo: No! Who broke it??
Evalina: Papi . . . Mama's been awfully quiet.
Mateo: I broke it. It burned 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. Good. It was getting a little chummy in here.
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