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(Wednesday, INT: EB and JH's apartment)

EB: Come on, Jamie, I'm serious. This is a one-time offer. Dare me anything. Right now.
JH: Oh, this has trouble written all over it.
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JH: On the one hand, you just chugged the equivalent of four and a half shots on an empty stomach, and I really don't think that anything you say or do can be considered informed consent at this point.
JH: On the other hand, though, you're trying to use it to apologize for something, and we've got the weird social construct of Truth or Dare going on, and you've obviously got ego tied up in it, and if I don't ask you for something, you're going to interpret it as rejection and get even more offended.
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JH: It's a damned-if-you-do, damned-if-you-don't situation. I'm in a social minefield.
EB: Jamie, seriously, I want you to dare me to do something. Anything. I won't be offended later, I promise.
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JH: Fine then. Ellen, I dare you to kiss Max.
EB: What?
MH: Fuck yes!