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Nox: Now, gentlemen, we’re not gonna sit here and pretend there’s not a big assed elephant in the room. *Glares at Ooga*

Booga: What the fuck is going on?

Nox: *Shows a picture of Klik and Ooga making out* This is what the fuck is going on.

Booga: *looks at the photo then at Ooga for a moment before realizing what’s happened* Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! No! That is not happening right now! No!

Booga: *goes into the main area and announces to everyone* Hey, y’all he’s fucking Klik! Yo! Oh, my fuck!

Nox: *Glare intensifies* Every time he say that shit, that’s another foot in your ass!

Booga:*Returns* Ooga, you clearly… *he slams against the glass walls* Yo, this is the best thing ever! *he laughs and runs around and is yelling*

Booga, chanting: Ooga fucked Klik! Ooga fucked Klik! Ooga fucked Klik!

Booga: Shit! Fuck! You fucked Klik, who is basically Nox’s son? Nox? What the fuck? You bragged to their face! To their actual face. Nox! Do you understand that this face… *pointing to Nox’s cold angry face* … right here! You bragged to that face!

Booga: You actually high-fived Ooga for fucking your son? Holy Shit! Oh, my God! This is…

Nox: *Glares at Booga*

Booga: It’s really not that funny

Teela: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.

Toola: I did. I broke it…

Teela: No. No, you didn’t. Ooga?

Ooga: Don’t look at me. Look at Klik.

Klik: What?! I didn’t break it.

Ooga: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?

Klik: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!

Ooga: Suspicious.

Klik: No, it’s not!

Booga: If it matters, probably not… Kinsee was the last one to use it.

Kinsee: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Booga: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Kinsee: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Booga!

Toola: Alright let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Teela.

Teela: No. Who broke it?

Ooga [whispering] Teela, Newbie’s been awfully quiet…

Newbie: Really?!

Ooga: Yeah, really!

*everyone starts arguing*

…

Teela: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. 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.