The Crazy Dare

Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins are having some down time at a bar in New Orleans. They're standing around a pool table playing when Seth gets an idea in his head that he thinks is really funny. He looks at Dean and starts laughing out loud at his evil scheme he is silently plotting.

Dean: "What the hell is so funny, Rollins? I can tell you're up to no good by that look on your face. You mind as well spill it now."

Seth: "Oh, you'll find out soon enough."

Roman: "Are you still trying to come up with a good dare from that bet earlier tonight?"

Seth: "I have a good dare from that bet earlier tonight."

Roman: "Nothing is going to top daring you to run around the hotel in those green underwear of yours."

Seth: "I'm pretty sure this will be just as embarrassing and just as weird."

Dean: "That was a good one, Ro. I have to hand it to you."

Roman: "Thank you, my man."

He raises his beer and Dean clinks his bottle with Romans. Seth shakes his head.

Seth: "If I beat you, you have to go speed dating."

Dean: "Who? Who has to go speed dating?"

Seth: "If I beat you, Dean. You have to go speed dating at a place of my choice."

Dean: "And how the hell are you going to find some where to go speed dating? We leave here Friday."

Seth: "This is Wednesday. It shouldn't be that hard to do. That's why it's called speed dating. You're in and out in 10 minutes."

Roman: "Yeah, but there's a lot of bad experiences in those 10 minutes. You're judging someone simply by having them sit across from you at the table. No background checks. No talking to them before they come to the table and you can't turn anyone away. You have to give them the full 10 minutes."

Dean: "10 minutes isn't that long. You guys make it sound like I'm going to be there 10 years. So I have to talk to a couple of crazy cat ladies. Maybe I might find a good woman in the batch of nuts."

Seth: "We'll find out soon enough because I'm about to clear the table one more time."

He takes his last shot and knocks the last of the solid balls into the side pocket of the table. Dean is staring at the table amazed that he did that one more time.

Dean: "You've got to be fucking kidding me. There is no way in hell you did that twice in a row. You have to have this rigged."

Seth: "Nope. Sorry there is no way to rig a pool game. You just have to have skills."

Dean: "I have skills. You just rigged this so I have to go on this lame ass speed dating thing of yours."

Seth: "I came up with that idea at the last minute. It's all right. You lost fair and square. Be a good sport."

Dean: "Yeah. I'm going to be a really good sport."

He flips him off and Roman starts laughing.

Roman: "Chill out ladies. It's just a game. It's not like he hooked you up with some random ugly chick at the table."

Meanwhile, at a farm house across town, Anna and her best friend Lea are looking at a computer web site.

Anna: "This is lame as hell. We are grown ass women. Why are we looking at speed dating sites?"

Lea: "Because we are tired of being all alone out here by ourselves. I don't want to die a damn 40 year old virgin."

Anna: "You're not 40 or a virgin."

Lea: "You know what I mean besides maybe I'll find someone like Roman Reigns in the Royal Rumble commercial."

Anna starts busting up laughing.

Anna: "Yeah right. Men that look like that don't go to lame ass speed dating events in New Orleans, Louisiana. Men that look like that are married with kids of their own to take care of. You might find a single version of Rollins or Ambrose."

Lea: "I'll take it. Just as long as the first guy doesn't kick his feet up on the table and tell me he's the best in the world."

Anna: "You do realize real speed dating is nothing like that, right?"

Lea: "One can hope. I don't want to go into this event and see a bunch of men old enough to be my father or grandfather. There have to be some young good looking single guys out there."

Anna: "I'm sure there are. So, how exactly are we supposed to answer these questions?"

Lea: "Truthfully and hope they aren't lying about half of what they post on here."

Anna: "That's a chance we take with this. "Hi I'm Anna and I like walks on the beach, soft kisses and warm hugs."

She rolls her eyes out of frustration. Lea is laughing at her.

Lea: "You sound like a bad Disney cartoon. "I'm all about just us."

Anna: "Oh hell no. I'd be running so far away from that cheese. I don't care who you are or how hot you are. That's just bad."

Lea: "Well, in order to weed out the rats you have to use the right bait."

She fills out the questionnaire for both of them and submits it to the site.

Lea: "Well, we'll find out tomorrow at 8 if we used the right bait or not."

Anna: "Yeah and someone with brains I hope and not obsessed with them self.

Lea: "No joke."

Meanwhile, Seth is surfing around the web and lands on a speed dating event that is at a near- by lounge. He submits Dean's information without Dean having any idea what he wrote or what the questions even were. The next day,

Seth: "Come on, Ambrose. You can't welsh on our bet."

Dean: "I was drunk last night. Last night was the time to do it not today."

Seth: "Well, the event wasn't until tonight. So, that wasn't going to work out. Now, put on some nice clothes and humor me."

Roman: "It'll be fun. You may find someone you actually genuinely like. That's how you can stick it to Seth. He's trying to make fun of you and set you up in a situation where someone will laugh at you and you come out on top with a beautiful woman that you actually like."

Dean: "It's going to take longer than 10 minutes to find someone I actually like."

Roman: "You'll never know unless you try."

Dean sighs exasperated.

Dean: "Fine. God, you two are relentless with this shit. It was a drunken game of truth or dare. It's not that serious."

He goes and puts on a pair of nice black pants and a nice white button up shirt. He looks at himself in the mirror and messes his hair around on his head.

Dean: "All right, I'd date me looking like this. Let's get this over with before I decide to go to New York without you guys."

Roman: "I'll give you a dollar for every woman who says "Oh my God, your Dean Ambrose. What are you doing here?"

Dean: "Oh you're on, brother. You'd better get a lot of dollar bills because I can promise you a lot of women are going to say that and there will probably be more than one Shield reference too."

Seth: "I'd bet more on the Lunatic Fringe and Unstable."

Dean: "Yeah. Two bucks for every reference to Unstable or the Lunatic Fringe."

Roman: "You're on."

He shakes Dean's hand to bind the deal. They leave the hotel and drive over to the Purple Lounge. Seth is actually surprised by the amount of cars that are in the parking lot.

Seth: "Wow, there are a lot more people here than I anticipated."

Roman: "And they don't all look like desperate cat people."

Dean: "The crazy cat lady looks perfectly sane walking alone down the street. It's when you get to her house that you realize there's one too many cats in that front yard."

Roman: "You got this, dude. Trust me."

Dean: "I hope so. Are you two staying out here?"

Roman: "How can I tally up my end of the deal from outside?"

Dean: "True."

He follows Dean inside where there are tables set up all around the room and people mingling around with name tags.

Dean: "Seriously, we have to wear name tags?"

Roman: "How else are you going to remember anyone?"

Dean: "What if I don't want to remember anyone?"

He writes his name on a name tag and sticks it on himself.

Dean: "This is stupid. I'm totally leading anyone in here on and that is not fair to any of these women. Seth doesn't realize he's playing with people's emotions in here."

Roman: "It's not any different than walking into a bar and picking up some random woman."

Dean: "It's totally different then walking into a bar. I'm sober for one thing and for another we're wearing name tags and looking awkward."

Roman: "Well, right now you're looking a little gay. All these women in here and you're chatting with me."

Dean: "It hasn't started yet."