*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Divvy: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
PastelDivvy: ...I did. I broke it.
Divvy: No. No you didn't. AbstractDivvy?
AbstractDivvy: Don't look at me. Look at GangstaDivvy.
GangstaDivvy: What?! I didn't break it.
AbstractDivvy: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
GangstaDivvy: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
AbstractDivvy: Suspicious.
GangstaDivvy: No, it's not!
CatDivvy: If it matters, probably not, but ChillDivvy was the last one to use it.
ChillDivvy: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
CatDivvy: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
ChillDivvy: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, CatDivvy!
PastelDivvy: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Divvy.
Divvy: No! Who broke it!?
Everyone:
CatDivvy: Divvy... AbstractDivvy's been awfully quiet.
AbstractDivvy: rEALLY?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Divvy, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.
Divvy: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Divvy:
Divvy: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.