Party Games Pt. 3 "Dammit, York," Carolina grumbled and leaned back into her seat, putting a hand across her eyes. "What? It's gonna be fun," he encouraged. "Here, you can go first." York grabbed the hand that was across Carolina's face and placed it on the bottle. "Oh, and these are the rules: you can pick a truth or dare from a basket," he gestured to each one, dares on his left and truths on his right. "Or you can make one up yourself. And If anyone refuses a truth or dare, that person has to remove one article of clothing," York told everyone. "Does one shoe count?" Wash asked, looking a bit anxious. "No, both shoes have to come off as one. Socks too," York answered. "Shall we begin?" he looked at Carolina. She gave him a dirty look and spun the bottle. It twirled on the table as the freelancers looked on eagerly. It slowed to a halt and the bottle neck pointed towards South. She made a face that read bring it on. "Truth or dare, South," Carolina asked.