Mink:Who broke the coffee pot? I'm not mad, I just want to know.
Aoba:I did. I broke it.
Mink:No. No you didn't. Noiz?
Noiz:Don't look at me, look at the old man.
Koujaku:What?! I didn't break it!
Noiz:Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Koujaku:Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!
Koujaku:No, it's not!
Clear:If it matters, probably not... Mizuki-san was the last one to use it.
Mizuki:Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Clear:Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Mizuki:I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Clear!
Aoba:Okay, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Mink.
Mink:No! Who broke it!?
Clear:*whispering* Mink-san, Ren-san's been awfully quiet this whole time.
(Camera pans to Mink)
Mink:I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict that 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 around here.