Teela: So. Who broke it? Iβm not mad. I just want to know.
Toola: I did. I broke itβ¦
Teela: No. No, you didnβt. Ooga?
Ooga: Donβt look at me. Look at Klik.
Klik: What?! I didnβt break it.
Ooga: Huh. Thatβs weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Klik: Because itβs sitting right in front of us and itβs broken!
Ooga: Suspicious.
Klik: No, itβs not!
Booga: If it matters, probably not⦠Kinsee was the last one to use it.
Kinsee: Liar! I donβt 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 letβs not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Teela.
Teela: No. Who broke it?
Ooga [whispering] Teela, Newbieβs been awfully quietβ¦
Newbie: Really?!
Ooga: Yeah, really!
*everyone starts arguing*
β¦
Teela: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, theyβll be at each otherβs throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.