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Dorian: Who broke the coffee machine? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Dani: ...It was me. I broke it.
Dorian: No you didn't. Mark?
Mark: What? I didn't break it!
Nico: Huh, weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Mark: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!
Nico: Suspicious.
Will: If it matters, probably not... Monica was the last one to use it.
Mónica: Lier! I don't even drink that crap!
Will: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee maker?
Mónica: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that!
Dani: Ok, let's not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it.
Dorian: No. Who broke it?
Amir: *Whispering* Damien's been awfully quiet this whole time.
Damien: Really!?
Dorian: *leaves room* I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict in 10 minutes 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.
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