it was Francis's turn to come onto the stage and choose his fate " a dare for moi"
strolling onto the stage, Alice Kirkland faced the Frenchman. "I dare you to not only wear sweatpants and a hoody for the next two day. I also dare you to not flirt with anyone for a week."
Francis stared at her in shock. "but that is so cruel! how will I be able to show my face in public after wearing something so tacky! not only that, but you are forbidding me from sharing my love?!"
the Brit nodded firmly. "at least I'm not making you eat my brother's cooking."
francis backs away slightly, shaking his head "madam, that is a fate worse then death..." hanging his head he goes backstage to change into the clothes he now had to wear.