"God Greg, would you spin it already?!" Nick shouted. "Aww, why'd you have to land on Greggo?" Catherine asked Warrick. "You all know good and well that he's just going to make us all do and say stupid stuff." Apparently Catherine had gotten herself another piece of gum, because she angrily popped bubbles while waiting for Warrick's response. Warrick threw his hands up. "It was a gamble. Not my choice." Greg cleared his throat and the chatter stopped. "Can we continue?" No one answered. "Thank you." He gripped the empty Coke bottle and spun it hard clockwise. "C'mon. C'mon. C'mon," he muttered. "You can do it."
Finally the bottle slowed, and all breathing ceased as the kids' breaths caught in their throats. "Yes!" The bottle had chosen Sara. Sara rolled her eyes upon seeing Greg smirk. Greg pursed his lips as if in great thought. "Oh hurry up already," Sara demanded. She crossed her arms over her chest and shot Greg a dirty look, daring to hit her with his best shot. "Alright, Sara," he said dramatically. "Truth or Dare?" There was no doubt that he put emphasis on the word 'dare,' as he tried to raise his eyebrows at her in a 'sexy' manner. She smiled mockingly, "Truth."
Greg sighed and rolled his eyes. "Okay, even though you picked truth, it's still a dare to tell the truth, sooooo.." Greg thought for a moment, and smiled. "Do you, Sara Sidle, have a crush on me?" He bobbed his head side to side with pride. Sara's face contorted to disgust, as she snorted. "Uh.. No, Greg Sanders, I do not." Greg's face turned to anger. "Then who?!" He demanded, leaning in closer. Warrick slammed Greg back down to his spot on the floor. "One question Greggo." Greg scowled. "It's him," Greg pointed at Gilbert, "Isn't it?"
Sara's eyes widened at Greg, and she looked embarrassingly away from Gilbert, who blushed at Greg's remark. "Greg, quit being ridiculous," Nick said, "And leave Sara alone before I clobber you." Sara smiled at Nick, and he blushed her way, all the while leaving Gilbert confused. "Thanks, Nicky."