TRUTH, NEXT TIME
Buffybot reopened the door to find Andrew rooted to the hallway floor. "You kissed me," he murmured, his eyes saucers.
"It was a game! I took 'Dare'."
"But … you kissed me." He was drooling, just a bit.
Dana retreated back into the motel room. Behind Andrew, Rona and the other just-arrived slayers backed away. "I think he's going to hurl."
Silence. Then, slowly, Andrew pitched forward. Kara caught him, preventing facial injury, and luckily didn't end up on the receiving end of a recent fast food stop.
Sighing, Tara turned to Bottie. "Maybe you should pick Truth next time."