A/N: If anyone knows how King's Cup is actually played, you'll see that the rules are very different. As is mentioned in the chapter, this was purposely done to accommodate the non-drinkers in attendence.

A/A/N: Song featured is "Voulez Vous" from Mamma Mia!

Nina brushed a loose curl away from her face as she surveyed the scene. At some point Coby decided that dancing on the counter was more fun that doing body shots off of it, and so he and Everett and Michelle were all trying to recreate some of the play's choreography in a very small space, and she was almost positive that the burly junior was going to stumble and split something open on the bar and end up in the hospital. However, Coby's behavior was par for course in her experience, so she just relaxed against the wall.

A bottled soda appeared in front of her, and she looked in surprise to see Dylan standing next to her. "Thanks," she told him, wiping the condensation on her hands along the torso of her long-sleeved little black dress before twisting the cap off. "Having fun?"

"I guess," he replied with a dubious glance around him. He exhaled sharply, admitting "it's weird to be surrounded by a bunch of drunk people." The shaggy-haired boy glanced at her nervously from the corner of his eye. "I mean, I'm just not much of a drinker."

"Me neither," she agreed, taking a sip. She observed the small freshman as he fidgeted with the collar of his sweater. "Most people see it as an escape, but I don't like the feeling of losing control." He turned to meet her gaze straight on, and in his expression she recognized a sad understanding.

"Yeah," Dylan said with a nod. "I don't want to judge anyone, but I just don't ever want to be…one of those people that can't handle it, you know?"

Nina pressed her lips together as she shared a moment of empathy between them. She didn't know the young boy's story, but she had spent so much time trying to help Veronica keep her life together. Her foster mother wasn't a bad person, but she couldn't seem to get through a day without a shot of something, and as time wore on, it began to take its toll on both her health and her ability to care of her four foster kids. Nina had started helping with Veronica's catering business in order to keep the woman employed, and she was constantly looking after her younger siblings in order to give them a sense of dependability. She even wondered sometimes if the only reason she stayed on the Cheerios was so that no one would question her wearing the same outfit every day, or that the only nice clothes she owned were the ones that her rich friends like Michelle and Sunny bought for her when they went out together.

Their connection was interrupted when Michelle suddenly yelled from the counter, "We need a game!"

The tiny girl jumped to the floor, and Annie squealed in excitement as she scurried next to her, dragging along Hayden. "Yes!" she cried out ecstatically, holding on to the blind boy's shoulder to maintain her balance. "We should play Truth or Dare!"

"I dare myself to shotgun this beer," Coby laughed, immediately following through with his own challenge.

"I dare Teddy to go pet that cat outside," Caroline shouted, causing Hayley to spit out her own drink in laughter.

"Did you just tell your ex to pet someone's pussy?" the rebel remarked, causing hysterical laughter to break out and Caroline to turn red.

"No," she drunkenly attempted to back-track. "He's afraid of cats-"

"I dare Nina to eat a peanut!" Annie interrupted with a shriek.

"Yeah, because the sober girl going to the hospital because of a high-school party doesn't sound ironic," Nina remarked, rolling her eyes.

"I dare Stassi to do a Confetti Dance," Hayley suggested, reaching for some scrap paper and ripping it up before throwing it toward the junior. "I'll even get you started."

The Armenian girl jumped back a step in distress, glancing around to be certain no one noticed before glaring at the other girl. "I dare Hayley to be a Ventriloquist dummy the rest of the night."

Hayley's face scrunched in half-amusement, half-agitation as she locked horns with the girl. "I dare Stassi to-"

"I dare Dylan to go get a beer from the fridge in the garage after saying 'be right back!'" Michelle demanded, causing much of the group to break into wild laughter and yells of agreement.

"That's not how Truth or Dare works, Michelle," The sober boy responded adamantly. "And now you couldn't pay me to play."

"No—you've got to!" Rhi exclaimed relentlessly. "It's a dare! You have to do it, or…we strip you naked and throw you in the pool!"

The girls all started crying out and tugging at his shirt, and Dylan braced himself against the wall anxiously. Luckily, a buzzed stud positioned himself between the mob and the sober freshman.

"Come on, girls, guys," Walt mediated, putting his hands out to calm their shouting. "Let's play nice. I've got a better game than Truth or Dare anyways." He pulled out a deck of cards and grinned. "If you'll all grab your drinks and follow me back into the living room." He patted Dylan on the shoulder comfortingly and led the group to the open floor.

"The best games often incorporate the best vices," Walt announced as everyone took a seat. He adjusted his unbuttoned shirt and smirked, "Lust, pride, gluttony—these three are the best highlights of any party. And so I introduce to you King's Cup." He brought out an empty red cup from behind his back and placed it on the floor, spreading a deck of playing cards in an even circle around it. "And, showing consideration to our Designated Sobers, I've modified the rules to include less drinking and more debauchery."

He presented a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Hayley. "A list of modified rules to make the game more interesting," he told them. "All of these are set in stone and everyone must agree to abide by them before the first card is drawn."

The streak-haired girl frowned at the scribbling. "Rules, schmules," she declared, ripping the paper in half. "I vote we agree to go in blind- no offense Bryant-, and let the chips land where they may." She grinned evilly and raised her cup into the middle of the circle.

Caroline smirked. "I'm in," she agreed, touching her cup to the rebel's.

"Me too," Liam announced, nudging Andrew and causing both he and Teddy to nod and follow suit.

Dalton looked hesitantly at Roxie, waiting for her eyes to convey their opinion. "We're in," he finally stated, and the two added their drinks to the mix.

"Um, point of interest?" Hayden spoke up, raising a finger from his empty hand. "I believe this is a card game, and being unable to see…"

"Official rule—you have to state the card's title immediately upon flipping it or you take a drink," Annie dictated, grinning sloppily at the blind boy. "And I'll read yours."

Hayden shook his head skeptically, but took a long drink from his cup and added it to the rest, causing the rest of the group to touch their own containers in as well.

"Alright!" Walt lauded excitedly. "Then I guess we'll just dictate the rules as we go, with the important statement that the rule for any four pulled means you touch the floor immediately, and the last one to do so has to drink."

"Fair enough," Stassi replied for the group. "Allow me to start." She reached out and grabbed a down-turned card, flipping it quickly and reading out, "Seven of clubs."

Walt grinned. "Seven is 'A Piece of Heaven'," he revealed, grabbing an empty wine cooler. "Spin to see who you have to make out with for thirty seconds."

"Thirty seconds?" Addie repeated. "I thought it was Seven Minutes in Heaven?"

"Hey, we're all wasted," Coby defended. "I don't think I have the ability to wait one minute for a person's turn to be over. Thirty seconds sounds good to me—spin it Stase."

The girl rolled her eyes and grabbed the bottle placed on a flat board. She rotated it in her wrist and gave it a hard flick, watching as it whirled around and around. Her eyes flicked up momentarily at Hayley as it slowed down, the Asian girl's lips twitching in amusement, but the bottle continued well past the girl and stopped at…Nina.

"Thirty seconds of hot Cheerio action!" Liam declared, and the group whistled and cheered as the two girls leaned toward each other and met lips. Both girls looked experienced, and quite a few of the boys fidgeted uncomfortably as they smirked into each others' mouths and intensified the make-out, with Nina's hand sliding up Stassi's ribs and the Armenian's tongue dominating the Bulgarian's tonsils. Both of them laughed as they separated when Walt finally called out, "Time!"

"Holy crap!" Michelle said. "You two look like you'd been planning that!"

The two juniors merely grinned deviously and leaned back, with Stassi taking another pull and glancing smugly in Hayley's direction while the younger girl tried to mask her irritation.

"Okay, I'm up," Liam insisted, reaching out for a card and flipping it over. "Six of clubs."

"Six—Chicks," Walt announced, pointing around the circle. "All girls must take a drink."

The room rang out with half cheers and half groans as the females raised their cups to their lips. Liam chuckled and pointed at Emma, "That's right Girl Scout—down the hatch!" And the sophomore made a face and flipped him off, causing the group to laugh.

Annie pulled the next card. "Ten of diamonds."

"Categories!" Coby yelled with a laugh. Walt gave him a look, but the older boy continued anyways, "You pick a theme, and we go around in a circle naming things that match it. Freeze up or repeat someone's answer and you take a drink!"

"A theme?" Annie repeated slowly as she thought, then her face lit up. "Broadway musicals!"

"God, we'll be here all day…" Stassi grumbled, tipping her cup upward.

"Shut up," Annie retorted. "Mamma Mia!"

"Um, Wicked," Hayden said.

"RENT," Michelle stated, smirking at her brother.

"Lil' Shop of Horrors"

"Grease"

"Next to Normal"

"Les Mis"

"Oh crap," Dalton groaned. "Umm…West Side Story!" He yelled just as Walt called out "Time!"

His friend laughed deviously. "Too late man—you took too long. Drink."

"Your turn," Annie told Hayden, taking the card he pulled from the circle and flipping it over. "Four—Floor!"

The group paused a second in thought and then all reached for the ground. Michelle fell off of her ottoman as she leaned forward. "Ouch!" she cried as she began giggling, saving just enough breath to point and gasp "Rhi!"

As the blonde drank deeply, the tiny freshman righted herself back on her footrest and grabbed a card. "The Queen of Spades!" she exclaimed, a grin spreading across her face as Wally explained that the Queen was the Question Master, and she was allowed to ask anyone in the group any question.

"No! Why would you put a card like that in there when Nosy Parker is playing?" Caroline groaned, leaning backward against Andrew's legs on the couch.

Michelle merely giggled diabolically as she looked around the group. "Nina," she finally settled, causing the Bulgarian to wince. "Was Stassi your best kiss?"

The group laughed, and the junior's face relaxed. "Definitely not, no offense," she added to Stassi, who shrugged.

"Who was?" the cheerleader pressed.

"Only one question!" Coby argued.

"Then I choose the second one!" Michelle shot back.

"You can't do that!" Katie said incredulously.

"Missy Gunderson," Nina announced over them, and the group stared. "She was my first kiss, in seventh grade."

"Your first kiss was a girl?!" Michelle asked.

"Yep, that's how I knew I was bi," the junior replied matter-of-factly.

"Best way to find out," Coby grinned, putting out a hand, which she high-fived.

"How did I not know that?" Michelle demanded.

"Because you talk too much," Stassi told her shortly. "Twinkle Toes, you're up."

Everett pulled a Five, resulting in all of the guys in the group drinking; and Nina's Ace of Diamonds started the first "Waterfall", a domino of guzzling within the entire circle that caused half of the group to have to run to the kitchen for a refill afterwards. The group held their breath as Walt triumphantly pulled the King of Hearts and declared that he was not only pouring the first "drink" into the King's Cup with his rum-spiked beer, but that he also was allowed to declare a rule.

"What rule?" Everett asked warily.

"The Drink-Drank-Drunk Rule," the smug boy replied with a smirk. "For the rest of the game no one is allowed to say the words 'drink', 'drank', or 'drunk'. Should you fail to abide by the rule, you will be forced to remove an article of clothing." He waggled his eyebrows at the group.

"No!" came a chorus, but Walt just shrugged and presented his open hands, implying the damage was already done. He began laughing hysterically as half of the girls jumped to their feet and ran back to the hall, returning wearing their coats and shoes.

"Alright then," he snickered. "Mighty Mouse, you're up."

The tiny brunette reached into the pile and picked up a card, her alcohol-affected voice stating in an almost normal volume, "Eight."

Walt shot Dalton a look as he pulled out the game board again. "Eight is Pick a Mate, Lovely," he explained. "You spin this bottle, and whoever it lands on, you not only have to kiss now, but every time any card's consequences affect you." He turned to the rest of the group. "So if someone pulls another 6-Chicks, or if she loses Categories or something."

He handed her the bottle, and the tiny freshman glanced at her boyfriend with pursed lips before placing it carefully on the flat surface and flicking her wrist. The bottle gave a few revolutions, slowing to a crawl before stopping in front of…Teddy.

The group, including Dalton and Roxie, began cracking up, and a scarlet Abrams leaned forward to peck the former Gleek on the lips. The group burst in delight at the two, and Dalton pulled the freshman to him as she leaned back in place.

Dalton's Four caused everyone to dive to the floor again, causing Teddy and Rhi to crash into each other, and Hayley to purposely shove Andrew off of the couch onto Caroline as he reached over. It also led to Michelle, Annie, and Coby to shed their jackets when they broke the "Drink, Drank, Drunk" rule by dictating Emma's consequences. Emma was the first to pull a Nine "Busta Rhyme" card, and Rhi was forced to drain her cup when she attempted to rhyme "line" with "dime". Then Ashwin caused Teddy and Roxie's second kiss of the night, which began gaining steam as the effects of the alcohol kicked in, when he pulled another Six from the deck.

Katie pulled a Two of Diamonds, enacting the "Dare You" rule.

"Dare Coby to dress in drag the rest of the night!" Liam smirked, causing a bumbling jock to lean across the circle to smack him and miss by a mile, instead falling into a blushing Everett's lap with a drunken laugh.

"Dare Roxie to comment on everyone's sentence for the rest of the game!" Michelle giggled, making the bespeckled girl blush as she buried herself into her boyfriend's arms.

"Dare Dylan to say 'be right back!'" Annie exclaimed fanatically.

"Would you guys drop that?!" the shaggy-haired boy huffed.

Katie considered the room as they continued calling out suggestions, then gave a sly grin. "I dare…Wally to kiss a girl he never would!" she declared, and everyone let out an approving cheer.

"So we're going to wait while Walt finds a corpse?" Dalt commented, grinning as the words earned him a playful glare from his womanizing friend.

Walt, meanwhile, gave out a chuckle, stroking his chin in consideration as he scoped out his options. The group screamed names at him, the most popular apparently being Addie, therefore surprising everyone when he leaned sideways and planted his lips on the Audrey Hepburn look-alike hosting the party...right in front of her brother.

"Oh. My. God." Stassi summed up, breaking into hysterics as she watched the two lean even closer, the Cheerio's tiny hands sliding up the boy's jaw and into his Caesar cut.

The older Harrison's face mirrored a flurry of emotions ranging from disbelief to nausea. "Okay, we get it!" he yelled out, though it didn't sway the pair. "Laura Michelle!" His voice jumped an octave as he realized his baby sister's tongue was sliding into the sophomore's mouth, and his open hands shook in shock just inches from the two.

"Okay, okay," Coby slurred, moving to the Theater Geek's rescue...by dumping the contents of his cup on the couple, causing them both to yelp as they broke away.

"It's okay Michelle," Ashwin reassured her as the girl's face matched a tomato. "If I was a little more drunk, I'd have made out with him too." The brown boy grinned as Emma nudged him reproachfully before getting called out on his use of a forbidden word and pulling off his polo shirt.

"Okay, okay," Katie relinquished. "Dylan, you're up."

With a kiss on the cheek from his girlfriend, the boy reached in and pulled up a Three of Spades.

Walt almost looked apologetic. "Three is Dare Me, man," he explained.

"I dare Dylan to go to the kitchen for a drink and say 'be right back!'" Michelle and Annie screamed simultaneously, and the small boy cringed.

"First—both of you broke the King's rule—so say goodbye to an article of clothing," Walt told them, causing both Cheerios to frown unhappily.

"No fair—I'm drunk and can't be held responsible for what I say," Michelle complained.

"And now you said drunk!" Liam yelled. "Lose another piece!"

"You did too!" Addie laughed, and Liam shrugged off his jacket while Michelle removed her stilettos and belt and Annie unzipped her camisole. The sophomore hesitated a moment before slipping it off, shaking her hair forward to cover the majority of her now exposed bra as the group teased her lightly.

"Go figure the only person you want checking you out right now is blind as a bat, Hudson," Hayley remarked, causing Annie to throw an empty cup at her while the rest of the group cracked up.

"Sorry, Dyl, man," Walt finally told the boy. "Rules are rules."

"Don't I know it," the boy grumbled, and Katie squeezed his hand as he stood up nervously. "I'm going to get a—" he faltered. Dylan took a deep breath as the group watched him expectantly, and he continued rapidly, "A-beer-I'll-be-right-back." As he left the room, he could hear the raucous cheering that followed his exit. He felt his lips twitch, but still all but flew through the kitchen as he grabbed a can and raced back to his seat.

The group was still in high spirits when he sat down, and Katie gave him a sympathetic hug. "If I die tonight, I hold you all responsible," he told them bitterly.

"Wait, you have to dr- swallow it!" Michelle reminded him, rocking unstably as she nodded her head emphatically.

"No, you said to grab the beer and say...the thing," Dylan insisted. "You never said I had to partake."

"Oh my god- stop being such a prude," Caroline huffed. "It's one beer. This isn't a horror movie, it's real life- you're not going to die you dummy."

"Calm down Care," Nina chided her gently, while Katie sent her best friend a disappointed look.

"Seriously though, Dyl," Ashwin pointed out. "You're already at the party- wouldn't the rules kind of dictate you're going to die anyways?"

"I'm not drinking!" the freshman shouted angrily, moving to stand.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa- everyone calm down," Walt called out. "You don't have to imbibe anything you don't want to, Jamieson. That's why the rules have been adjusted, and that's why everyone respects the rules." He cast a stern look at the group. "Okay?" Dylan huffed, but shrugged and sank back into his seat. "Excellent. And in the spirit of following rules," he flashed an evil smirk. "You said the forbidden word."

Dylan scoffed scornfully, but resigned himself to the game and pulled off his sweater. The group stared for a moment, apparently not realizing that underneath the baggy exterior...Dylan Jamieson looked pretty damn good.

The brown-haired boy rubbed his arm shyly. He knew on some level he was strong: he took care of things in his house, along with his brothers and his dad- physically and mentally. However he wasn't used to being so exposed, and even with all of his bruises healed, he felt vulnerable. Katie, however, leaned over and kissed his bare shoulder.

"Okay, I kind of get it now," Michelle commented to her fellow Cheerio.

The circle broke into giggles, and Caroline pushed the game forward by reaching into the circle. With her Ten of Spades, she chose cities in England, and Brighton, Liverpool, London, Bristol, and Cantebury all were named before Teddy became stuck, forcing him to drink.

Andrew's card, the Seven of Diamonds, caused a thirty-second make-out between him and Emma; and Hayley pulled the second Five of the night, smirking as all of the boys took a drink. Everett perked up as Coby pulled an Eight of Hearts, but the bottle drifted past his spot in the circle, instead landing on Caroline, who giggled as the two leaned forward to kiss.

Addie happily displayed the second King, declaring that every time liquid was imbibed (she was careful not to say drink, drank, or drunk), the person doing so had to make a toast. Not doing so would involve the loss of an article of clothing. She then toasted the party, took a pull from her wine cooler, and dumped the rest of the alcohol into the King's Cup.

After she returned from the kitchen with a refill, Teddy reached over and caused another round of waterfalls via the Ace of hearts, causing an amusing mix of drinking and yelling as Gleeks accused each other of forgetting to toast, resulting in another round of clothing shed.

Rhi giggled as she reached out to the pile and grinned, "Jack of diamonds," she proclaimed. "What's that one?"

Walt's face lit up like a maniac, "Never Have I Ever." The group chorused in a mix of joy and irritation. "Five fingers—we go around and each person says something they've never done. If someone else in the group has, they put down a finger. The first person to lose all five has to drain their cup."

"Something Rhi's never done?" Stassi sneered under her breath. "We'll be here all day."

Rhi glared at the Enforcer. "Never Have I Ever been a Cheerio," she stated smugly, eyebrows arching in triumph as she watched six thumbs tuck themselves into their palms.

Stassi scowled at the blonde. "Never Have I Ever made out with Brittany Pierce."

Rhi shrugged and put down a finger, as did Walt. "Seriously?" Dalton asked his friend.

"Seventh grade—when she was dating that kid Wes Brody? I crashed a basketball party and convinced her I was him from the future." The sophomore grinned. "Totally worth it."

"You're sick," the ash-blonde boy told him, though he couldn't suppress the grin on his face.

"Never Have I Ever lost a foot race," Liam declared, his eyes focusing on Emma wickedly as she and the majority of the others sporadically put their fingers down.

"Never Have I Ever had sex," Annie claimed next, huffing at the incredulous looks from some of the kids around her, but visibly pleased to see the fingers on the others start dropping.

"Hayden?" she exclaimed, spitting out her beer as she watched the sophomore put a finger down, just as Caroline simultaneously cried out, "Katie?!"

The freshman blonde looked down sheepishly, trying to keep her voice low. "I meant to tell you, but it just didn't seem like a good time…"

"With him?!" the brunette accused louder still, causing quite a few of the guys to cast impressed looks to the shirtless geek blushing crimson next to his Cheerio girlfriend.

"Care—can it," Stassi admonished. "Daredevil, just go already."

"Okay," the blonde boy agreed. "Never Have I Ever…been slushied."

The group broke out into complaints, but the fingers went down. Michelle, now distracted from the silent argument between her fellow freshmen, bit her lip as she thought. "Um, Never Have I Ever…been written up for making out with someone in a janitor's closet!"

"Michelle!" Annie screeched unhappily.

"Put it down Hudson," Stassi grinned evilly, to which the sophomore tetchily complied, leaving her with only her index still raised.

"Never Have I Ever…" Everett trailed, watching as Annie groaned unhappily and stretched her one finger upward, while Walt and Stassi (also down to one) looked considerably more relaxed. He glanced at his sister, "been reduced to a screaming mess over a bug."

"Hiccup!" the girl shouted angrily, blushing over the memory of her bee encounter. However, her objection was drowned out by Annie moaning over the loss of her last digit.

"Oh right, you have that thing about spiders," Michelle reflected, grinning. "Drink!"

"And there goes another article of clothing!" Coby announced, giving Annie something to toast.

On stage, the girls at Sophie's bachelorette party suddenly gathered together as the boys surrounded them in the wings.
People everywhere, they chorused, A sense of expectation hangin' in the air

Givin' out a spark, the song continued as Roxie leaned over to Teddy, Dalton watching uneasily as the junior became more engrossed with the girl's growing confidence in technique, and the rest of the girls cheered and drank, Across the room your eyes are glowin' in the dark

The boys rushed the stage and took the verse, And here we go again

We know the start, we know the end, Andrew and Liam began giving their best impressions of the jocks on a dare Masters of the scene

They reached out and began lifting and spinning their respective partners, We've done it long before and now we're back to get some more

Stassi laughed as she stripped off her low-rise rubia jeans, leaving her in a matching black lace bra and boy shorts. You know what I mean

Voulez-vous (uh-huh)
Take it now or leave it (uh-huh)
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets

Annie happily dipped into Hayden, having gleefully seen the bottle stop on him for her 7 Piece-of-Heaven, followed by Walt and Ashwin kissing for 8 Pick-a-Mate, and Dalton kissing Roxie a little possessively just because.

Voulez-vous (uh-huh)
Ain't no big decision (uh-huh)
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous

For the third time in a row, Michelle picked up the Queen, causing the group to groan. After Nina's confession, she'd become high off of the power of forcing the truth from people, and as the game progressed she became considerably more drunk and insensitive to privacy, using her second question to force Coby to rate the top four hottest New Directions guys as Walt, Dalton, and "now Mr. Tamborine Man and Roger", he'd exclaimed as he gestured toward the boys reduced to trousers and jeans. "Who knew Drama Geeks were hot right?". And by now the snoop was completely smashed, as well as semi-bitter about being down to her underwear and bra (even after insisting that her earrings and headband counted as articles of clothing), and the group tensed as she gave a calculated gaze around the circle.

"Roxie, why did you really quit Glee?" she finally said with a grin.

The tiny brunette fidgeted uncomfortably in Dalton's lap, still completely clothed thanks to her trademark speechlessness, which had remained intact despite her growing brash actions. "I told you, the circumstances changed when I joined the Swim Team—"

"For whose practice you never show up," Emma observed critically, smiling as Ashwin leaned over to shush her but instead just rested his head against her neck, purposely ignoring Liam's eyeroll and subsequent glare in their direction.

"-and I couldn't stay with the team anymore," the freshman finished as her voice trailed off and she focused steadily on fixing her glasses.

"No way," the nosy girl insisted. "Almost everyone in this group does multiple clubs—Emma is even Captain of Swim Team—"

"For whose practice you never show up," a drunken overachiever repeated distractedly as she and the brown-skinned boy giggled at each other.

"There's got to be a better reason than that," Michelle finished, staring intently at the other girl. "Spill."

Roxie glanced around the circle, which had gotten very quiet very quickly as they waited for her answer. "There's nothing to spill," she lied stubbornly. "I just had to leave."

"No way—you have to tell the truth or…or you're disqualified from the game!"

"She's not disqualified," Walt dismissed. "Rox, you can just take a drink—"

"Bad word!" Annie interjected with a squeal, causing the sophomore to shimmy out of his trousers and continue, "instead. Dalton—you're up."

"No!" Michelle insisted angrily, her martini sloshing onto her hand as she shook stubbornly. "She has to answer or it's cheating—you agreed to the rules!"

"Then I'm disqualified," the other girl declared, wriggling out of her boyfriend's lap and straightening her metallic blue skirt before storming barefoot out of the living room and down the hall.

"Ooh—Dalton's got a three—I dare you to get dressed and do a striptease down to your boxers!" Rhi shouted, trying to keep the game going.

Dalton gave them all a look. "Forget this—I quit," he said before rushing off after Roxie.

Voulez-vous