Fury: So. Who broke the coffee machine? I’m not mad. I just wanna know.
Steve: I did. I broke it.
Fury: No. No, you didn’t. Stark?
Tony: Don’t look at me. Look at Clint.
Clint: What?! I didn’t break it.
Tony: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Clint: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Clint: No, it’s not!
Bruce: If it matters, probably not…Natasha was the last one to use it.
Natasha: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Bruce: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Natasha: I use the wooden stirrers to kill people. Everyone knows that, Bruce!
Steve: All right, let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it.
Fury: No. Who broke it?
Clint: [whispering] Sir, Thor’s been awfully quiet…
Clint: Yeah, really!
Fury: 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.