During lunch break, the team and Flack and Angell were playing Truth or Dare.
Angell's turn:
"Angell. Your turn." Informed Lindsay.
"Hmm…O.K. I pick Don. Don, truth or dare."
"Dare."
"I'll give you an easy one. Take off your tie for a whole week. Oh, and don't wear a suit to work tomorrow."
"Then what am I going to wear?"
"I don't care, even in you come in a swimsuit."
"You know, that's a good idea." Chucked Stella.
Don blushed.
Lindsay's turn:
"I pick Danny, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Dance the chicken dance on the table when Sinclair comes in."
"Montana! You could get me fired!"
"You were the one that picked Dare, not me. It's your problem."
Just then Sinclair walked in.
"Speak of the devil. Get up and dance."
Danny hopped on the table as Sinclair turned around. He started making chicken sounds and flapping his arms. Sinclair seemed puzzled as he yelled.
"Messer! Get off that table!"