*Susie, Kris, Ralsei, and Lancer are starting at a broken coffee machine.*
Susie: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
Ralsei: I did. I broke it...
Susie: No. No, you didn’t. Lancer?
Lancer: Don’t look at me. Look at Kris.
Kris: What?! I didn’t break it.
Lancer: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Kris: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Lancer: Suspicious.
Kris: No it’s not! If it matters, probably not... You were the last one to use it.
Lance: Liar! Susie won't let me drink it!
Kris: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Lance: I use the wooden stirrers like little swords. Everyone knows that, Kris!
Ralsei: Alright let's not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Susie!
Susie: No. Who broke it?
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Susie: I broke it. I burned my hand so I smashed it with my axe. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.