Mark: *Holding a broken coffee machine* Who broke it? I’m not mad, I just want to know.
Yugyeom: I did. I broke it.
Mark: No. No, you didn’t. Bambam?
Bambam: Don’t look at me, look at Jackson.
Jackson: What?! I didn’t break it!
Bambam: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Jackson: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Youngjae: If it matters, probably not, but… Jinyoung was the last one to use it.
Jinyoung: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Youngjae: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Jinyoung: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Youngjae!
Bambam: Let’s not fight, I broke it. Let me pay for it.
Youngjae: Mark, Jaebum’s been awfully quiet…
Everyone: *yelling ensues*
Mark *To a hidden camera*: I broke it. It 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 too friendly around here.