Darkiplier, pointing to broken coffee maker: who broke it? i’m not mad, i just want to know.
Bim: …i did. i broke it.
Darkiplier: no. no, you didn’t. Jims?
Jim Twins: don’t look at us, look at Wilford!
Wilford: what? i didn’t break it!
Jim Twins: huh, that’s weird. how’d you even know it was broken?
Wilford: because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Jim Twins: suspicious…
Wilford: no it’s not!
Dr. Iplier: if it matters, probably not but… Bingiplier was the last one to use it.
Bingiplier: liar! i don’t even drink that crap!
Dr. Iplier: oh really? then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Bingiplier: i use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles! everyone knows that, Doctor!
Bim: let’s not fight. i broke it. let me pay for it, Dark.
Darkiplier: no. who broke it?
Jim Twins: Dark, The Host has been awfully quiet–
The Host: really?!
Jim Twins: yeah, really!
All The Egos: [arguing]
Darkiplier’s thoughts: i broke it. it burned my hand so i punched it. i predict in ten minutes from now they’ll be at each others throats with blood on their faces and pink mustaches on a stick…good. it was getting a little boring around here.