I dramatically open the door to the dining room and burst in. “There is only one possible conclusion, the-”
	“The culprit is in this room!” says the voice behind me. Damn it, the bitch stole my line. I realize it’s been becoming a running gag that she disrupts my speech, but there are some things that even I can’t tolerate. Every person has their limits, you know! I’ve always wanted to say that, how dare she deny my opportunity!
	Before I can cope with the tragedy that befell me, I hear a voice from one of the guests, one of the culprits, the drunkard. “In other news, water is wet.”