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As long as we don't touch the punch. I never trust a bowl of punch at a party like this.

You aren't in the mood for playing Truth or Dare?

[Yes, he still remembers that whole incident.]

No. Not at all.

[Dammit.]

Then we'll stick to something poured from a bottle, just to be safe.

A water bottle, preferably. With an uncracked seal.

Then sealed water bottles it is.

[Even though Truth or Dare WAS fun.]

I don't even care if I look like a loser.

Hell, I already look like a loser. I'm not fooling anyone.

You mean you aren't actually a loser?

Oh you're right. It's hardly just the appearance, is it?

That makes us a matching set, since I believe you dubbed me "Loser 2" some time ago.

You're right! At least we have that in common.

Loser 1 and Loser 2. Yes, that has a nice ring to it.

Hey, *I* wasn't Loser 1.

And I say you are now.

[And Loser 2 will just be seizing Loser 1's hand to haul him to the refreshments table. RICHARD ALWAYS GETS HIS WAY, MAN.]

That's using my own thing against me. It's rude and unfair.

[He's muttering now, and he doesn't even struggle.]

[He laughs.]

That would be implying that I'm fair the rest of the time, and I think we both know that isn't the case.

[Snort.]

Fair enough.