Angelica: Who broke the coffee pot? I’m not mad, I just want to know.
Eliza: ... I did. I broke it.
Angelica: No. No, you didn’t. Sonny?
Sonny: Don’t look at me, look at Nina.
Nina: What?! I didn’t break it!
Sonny: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Nina: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Pete: Psst... If it matters, probably not... Peggy was the last one to use it.
Peggy: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Pete: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Peggy: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Pete!
Eliza: Okay, let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Angelica.
Angelica: No! Who broke it?!
Sonny: *whispering* Well, Philip's been awfully quiet this whole time.
Philip: *death glare* oh reALLY
*Camera pans to Angelica*
Angelica: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict that ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Angelica: Well, good. It was getting awfully chummy in here.