Another little drink wont do any me any harm.

[Adam Collier]

Adam walked into the local watering hole. It was a normal run of the mill bar, nothing special about it. Adam liked it even more for that reason, he didn't need some fancy schmancy place he liked his bars like the one from Cheers. Though he hoped and prayed he never became 'Norm!' On that day he may just give up drinking for good. He hadn't really wanted to go out tonight but Darryl had left him little choice in the matter. He still wasn't in the greatest of moods though his anger and morphed into stress and lodged itself in the back of his neck. Adam was going to have to really watch himself tonight he couldn't drink too much. With his emotions running naturally high at the moment alcohol would only make that worse. He couldn't trust himself to behave, especially when Darryl was such a good looking man. Perhaps Adam would find a women who was up for a little one night romp, yes men have caused him too many problems as of late. The last great conversation he had had was with a women, maybe he would be lucky and find someone like Clarisse, who Adam didn't view as a good friend.

Adam ordered a whiskey, he needed something stronger then beer tonight, and one drink wouldn't hurt it would only loosen him up. At least that was how he justified the drink. Once Adam had his drink he began to scan the room, he had arrived quite early it was only 7:30 and Darryl wouldn't be there till 8. Adam spotted a beautiful brunette women across the room. She was tall not skinny, curvy, but not in the I'm being pc and calling a large woman curvy. No this woman was naturally beautiful, Adam could tell she enjoyed life didn't put too much into how she looked or what others thought. She laughed loudly and it was not a learned giggle but a full on belly laugh. She wore her hair done and wavy, from what Adam could see it looked like her makeup was very minimal. She was exactly the kind of woman Adam liked. Adam finished his drink in one long drink and began to make his way over to the woman.

Adam was not one for cheesy pick up lines, he simply introduced himself, he could tell right away if I person was interested at all. And this woman, Anita, was very interested. Adam didn't even need his gift to tell that, she was throwing out signals all over the place: touching Adam's arm, playing with her hair, making eye contact ten shyly looking away. Adam smiled things were going swimmingly. He was sorry that soon he would have to leave her company for a short time to be friendly to Darryl. Though Adam had a feeling she wouldn't mind and if she was still around when Adam was ready leave she would gladly go with him.

Adam looked up just in time to see Darryl walk into the bar and look around searching for Adam.

"I am sorry to say my sweet Anita, that it seems our time will be cut short for now. My friend has just arrived. I hope to speak with you later tonight." Adam smiled at the woman, hoping he was able to pull off the cute charming man look. He was never quite sure if he pulled it off or not. Adam stood up from the table he had been sitting at and headed towards his new colleague. Adam came up behind him and with a strong pat on back said hi.

"Darryl! How are you this fine evening." Adam began to guide them over to an empty table towards the back of the bar. Before he forgot Adam quickly signaled to the bar tender to bring him another whiskey. He was already feeling the first one. Not enough to feel any kind of buzzed but he was definitely more relaxed. He decided that he would only have one more drink, anymore and it would not be a fun morning, a fun night perhaps but not a fun morning.

[Darryl Bond]

Looking at himself in the mirror one more time he decided he was dressed just casually enough to appear single, yet not totally wishing to hook up with anyone. Ever since he could call himself a 'teacher' he had decided that he would at least try to act with some more class. (Not because he had met and may or may not have a crush on a rather sophisticated woman--not at all). He straightened the fedora on his head, a dark tan one with a black band, before he tipped it slightly to the side. He decided that crooked was the way to go. He smoothed out his white t-shirt and looked at his dark was jeans. Casual. He was dressed casual. Because he wasn't wearing his usual collared shirt with rolled up sleeves, the actual bulk of his arms and forearms were exposed as eye candy. He wore a single leather bracelet over his right wrist to obscure his tattoo, but only because the bracelet would draw more attention to it. And the women loved the small tattoo here and there.

But again, he wasn't looking. Not tonight. This was Adam's night to relax and forget the past, though, Darryl wasn't the type of person to turn anything down. He didn't want to be rude. He nodded his head at himself one last time before he strolled out of his two bedroom house. It was a small thing, but it was his home. The walk to the bar wasn't terribly bad, and he had arrived a little after eight. Because, no matter how hard he tried, the man was always late, even just a little bit. If he was ever early for anything be worried.

He looked around the bar twice before he actually spotted Adam, and he was rather--very--surprised to see him talking with a woman, in the sort of way that he himself spoke to woman. Adam was flirting...with a woman? And she was a rather prety woman, Darryl noticed. Well, surprise, surprise, eh? Darryl grinned and clapped him on the shoulder in greating as his own back was patted.

"I'm doing just fine, mate. I see you already started with out me." Darryl wasn't particularly upset by that, because this night was about Adam, after all. He was about to ask what he was drinking, because he might drink along with him, but he decided agaisnt Whiskey. That wasn't his drink. He ordered himself a bit of rum, his perferred poison. Dark rum was his favorite but he wasn't overly picky.

"And how are you, mate?" He asked curiously, his eyes darted over to the woman that he had recently been chatting up. There was curiosity in his eyes and in his voice as he looked over at her and then back to Adam, he smiled crookedly.

[Adam Collier]

Adam grinned at Darryl, yes he had started early, and the more he thought about the more he decided he wanted to get drunk. He could use a night of not caring, he wouldn't do anything stupid.

"Didn't think you'd mind too much, though you are more then welcome to catch up. Though you'll have to get your own, I'm not sharin' tonight. You are welcome to use my tab though I left it open just tell 'em its my treat. They know me and shouldn't' give you any trouble."

Adam followed Darryl's eyes over to the woman he had been talking to. For a second he felt bad for leading the woman on, he in all likely hood would not talk to her ever again. He turned back to Darryl and smiled.

"I'm doing okay, better than earlier today." Adam shook his head trying to dispel those thoughts, tonight was about having fun. "But I don't want to talk about that. Why don't grab a table and we can chat. I know so little about you, yet you know quite about me already. I think it is your turn to share."

Adam wanted to know about this man, he intrigued Adam and was beautiful to boot. Maybe a woman wasn't what he wanted or needed tonight.

[Darryl Bond]

"Ah no mate, don't mind at all." He said with a truthful smile. He looked a bit surprised when Adam said to use his tab, it was...a rather nice thing of him to say, seeing as they just met. Darryl's wallet was thick with the cash needed for a good night out downing rum, but...it's free alcohol. (for him) How in the world could he possibly pass that up. "I'll get you back for it." He promised, without hearing any protest from Adam, he led himself over to the bar and got himself a nice glass of dark rum, courtesy of that nice man over there with the whiskey.

The bartender gave him a once-over and muttered something, but Darryl was busy looking over the selection of liquor behind the bar. Once the glass was in front of him, he slapped down a dollar tip, because he had money to spare, and quickly rejoined Adam. "Cheers, mate." He smiled over his glass as he tipped his glass against him and knocked back a drink.

He made an appreciative face and then sighed a little. "Well, that's good. The point of all this and all." He grinned and nodded when Adam brought up the prospect of a table. Darryl was fine with standing, for a little while, but after the rum would start raining down, he'd need something sturdy beneath him that wasn't the floor. He boldly led the way over to an empty (and clean) table and let himself into the seat. Out of courtesy, he waited until Adam was sitting before he continued.

"Oh, there's no that much to tell," he said humbly. No, go ahead, you can tell him. "After I left Hammel I went to the nearest college and got my degree in Theater and moved to Hollywood on the coat tails of a friend of mine. His father was in the directing business and he was hoping to debut his own film, and me being the person I am, got into his first film. It was awful, but another guy got a hold of my name and up I went." He took another drink before he continued his tale. "I did some modeling, adds for hair products and jeans...nothing really big," he was being humble again. Being a shirtless Levi jeans guy was one of his favorite memories. "And after a while, I just started missing home, and on a whim I got my teaching license and here I am. Ready to spread the love." Darryl splayed his fingers out around him with a small chuckle.

[Adam Collier]

Adam raised his eyebrow at the man's drink, dark rum very interesting. It was a drink you saw many people drink straight, it was often mixed into drinks though.

Adam followed Darryl over to a nearby table. He kind of liked the man taking charge something that was not normal for Adam. Adam thought about moving the second chair at the table and sitting right next to Darryl. For some reason though that seemed like a really bad idea. Instead he sat across the small table form him.

Adam was surprised he left a life like that to teach? Adam loved teaching and working with the students but if he had a chance at such a life he would take it. His mouth watered at the thought of him as a model. If he didn't think it would make him a stalker he would google those pictures.

"I'm surprised you gave up such a life! It must have been so much fun. There must have been much more exciting things and people to see and do. Here we get can get rather boring. The most exciting thing that happens is a student every now and loses control over their power. Even that isn't all that rare and is both annoying then anything else."

Adam flashed back to his time as student. He been into pranks a great deal then and had become rather good at making people think he had just lost control of his power not that he had done anything on purpose. One particular time he made the cockiest guy in school fall in love with a rock. It was hilarious... until the teachers caught on. Then he was in trouble.

Adam returned his attention back to Darryl, but not before finishing off his drink. He quickly waved over a waitress and requested a bottle of the whiskey, it would b much easier if he could refill his own drink and not have to get up for a new one all the time. "And a bottle of whatever he is drinking." Adam pointed to Darryl.

"Tell me, what was the craziest thing you saw someone do or you yourself did while living in Tinsel Town. I imagine you have quiet a few great stories."

[Darryl Bond]

His life had been quite exciting, but he was a man that loved to use his power--even if the side effect meant he may just lose his voice--and living in a world where his power may or may not get him beaten...He tended to never use it, and hide the fact he was meta. Apart from that small fact, he loved every second of his life; waking up in the middle of the afternoon, partying with models and actors in clubs all around (famous ones too, no one can say no to a face like his), messing up his bed sheets with said models and actors, and then doing it again the next day. Suffice it to say, Darryl's liver probably wanted a break.

And Darryl just...wanted something different. He loved working in films and with directors and all the aspects of his job, don't get him wrong, but he wanted something more from it. He never felt completely satisfied with himself on the last filming day or when the movie as shown at whatever low budget gathering. Maybe it was because his face and name really wasn't out there, but he had had the itch to return to Hammel, and he being in the position that he was in, with the money he had, and with the bosses he had it didn't take long for him to get his license and return to his alma matter.

"In the beginning it was terrific. Parties, fun, no responsibilities.... but I couldn't be me." He tapped himself in the center of the chest. "And after a while I just couldn't resist the quiet north east." He shrugged offhandedly. He knew already he had to deal with those brats on a daily basis, but it was fine to him because that was what his job entailed.

"The craziest thing?" He asked with a half smile. There were many stories, but one came to the forefront of his mind and he couldn't resist telling it. "It was an ad I did for parents to stay a part of their kids high school life, so they could be good students and all of that." He said as he took a drink and then placed it down so he could use his hands. "I was looking all mean, wiv a gun in my hand," he demonstrated by curling in his middle, ring, and pinky fingers and leaving his index finger out, his thumb pointed at the ceiling, "and the ad said, 'he's not just taking his lunch to school.' And while it was fun modeling with a gun, and looking mean. I didn't know it was going to be on a bill board downtown." He paused for another drink and laughed a little.

"I called up one of my friends, and told him about the board, and he said he saw it, and I told him that I wanted to get rid of it, because I really didn't like it." Darryl chuckled again. "The two of us went to Lowes and bought paint, and rollers, and at two in the morning we went to the roof the building was on, and painted over it. We were about done when a security guard came up on the roof. He was so surprise to see us, he looked from my friend to me, and then from me to what half of my face wasn't covered with paint and he was like, 'that's you.' I nodded and he looked so bewildered, 'what on earth are you doing?' We both shrugged and I told him I didn't like the ad. He looked around for a moment, checked his watch and then looked back at us, 'alright. Just hurry up.' He went back inside the building and we finished up and left. Next afternoon they were putting up a different billboard for Huggies diapers, and my agent never said anything about it." The great thing about being a voice mimic, is that when he tails stories, he doesn't just use a lower or higher version of his own voice; he actually got to use the voice of the security guard as he gave the dialogue. If it isn't already plainly obvious, Darryl loves his power.

He chuckled at the ending of his story and then waved a hand towards Adam, "And you? What sort of craziness have you gotten into in your past?"

[Adam Collier]

Adam understood not being able to act like one's own self. It really sucked when you lived like that.


"I suppose it makes sense why you would leave, there is something about this place that makes it like no other place in the world."

As Darryl told his story Adam smiled, it sounded like something he would have done in his youth. Heck he would still do it. Darryl was a little surprised when Darryl's voice had changed so dramatically. He hadn't known his power was voice mimicry and most likely face mimicry those two tended to go hand in hand. He wondered who else he could mimic, that would a fun power to use.

Adam smiled when thinking about his craziest time. He had been less then sober and was dared to it. he hadn't done it on a whim.

"Well I should start out by saying I was drunk and I was dared to it. I don't know about you but I can't seem to turn now a dare, add alcohol to that mix and I'll do just about anything."

The waitress return with their bottles right as Adam was going to launch into his story. Adam poured himself another drink and downed it quickly, he had started to loose his buzz and wanted it back.

"Well anyways, I was about 22 my senior year in college just after midterms. We were celebrating the fact that we were almost done. An d a buddy of mine thought it would be a good idea to try an old fashion panty raid. We decided to head towards the freshman girl's dorm. We figured they would be the easiest to get. It would have gone off well... If we had picked a better floor. Instead of your normal girls floor we picked the girl athletes. After about 2 minutes they had figured exactly what we were up to. The lacrosse and field hockey girls were the worst. They chased us out of the building and onto the soccer field. Then they had the bright idea to turn the sprinklers on. We drunk, soaking and freezing in front of a bunch of girls. It was not fun by any means. I only wish I had learned not to take dares after that night. I still can't seem to turn them down."


Adam had ended up with a date with one of the girls the next night but he left that part out of his story.

[Darryl Bond]

"It's home." Darryl agreed with Adam's line of thought. The more he thought about it, it was the truth. He could be exactly who he was here in Pilot Ridge (but mostly at Hammel), and he could also do what he loved (which was act and goof off on stage) and teach at the same time. There really wasn't a better deal out there. Well, maybe at a similar school somewhere else out in the world, but Darryl wasn't that interested in going some place foreign for an extended amount of time.

"Oh, aye. The bane of my existence, that. Dares and alcohol." Darryl agreed with another pull of his drink, which was about empty with the lovely waitress saved the moment by bringing him a bottle of rum. His eyes lit up like Christmas lights and he topped himself off with it and then gestured for Adam to continue (start) his story. He laughed an injured laugh. Panty raids? People actually did that? How perverted. Darryl was much more interested in...well panties. But not stealing them. He liked his women completely voluntary and happy for him to see them naked. He groaned at the idea of being stuck on a field, drenched and drunk. It didn't seem like a fun time to him at all.

His days in college weren't all that crazy. People with fine arts majors tended to think too much of them self and rarely ventured out of their organized and respectful routines--at least the people Darryl had class with thought so--and weren't any fun at all! Darryl felt a bit robbed of his potential college debauchery because of those hoity-toity fops. And, of course, no one could compare to his right hand, Lite Brite.

"It's the excitement, me thinks." Darryl responded, to their mutual inability to turn down a dare. "Or maybe it's just a curse, who knows?" He shrugged and took a nice drink. "I always tend to do something incredibly stupid," he confided. Morgy knew about his weakness for dares and because of that, he had to dress up, and act like, his girlfriend at the time. To add to the effect, he used her voice. She broke up with him for it, and everyone called him Darla for a long time. He'd probably never live it down, completely, but he still just can't say no.

[Adam Collier]

Adam was more than buzzed by now, he was drunk. He was drunk and happy. When Darryl admitted he too was a sucker for dares an idea formed in Adam's alcohol riddled brain. He was going to try and see just how far he could push this man. He would have to start small, too big of a dare might scare him.

" I think it is the excitement. And we know that in the end we can chalk whatever we do up to a dare. We still have fun prove how manly we are and cannot take the blame. It's a win, win for everybody. If I were to dare you to stand on the bar and sing a song would you do it? Would you take a dare from a man you just met? Or would you back down, and let him tease you for the rest of your time at Hammel?"

It may have been a low blow to threaten Darryl but Adam really wanted to how far he could push the man. The dare made sense it wasn't even that crazy of a dare. If he was willing to take a dare that would embarrass him publicly from a man he had just met it could and would say a lot about it. Tonight was reminding Adam of his college days, you would think that people in his major didn't do crazy things, but in his experience social work majors threw the best parties. Forget frat parties those were nothing compared to the parties he had seen thrown and thrown himself.

[Darryl Bond]

Darryl had thus consumed quite a bit of rum. It hadn't yet started to hit his blood stream, but when it did, he'd probably decline into a drunken slur fairly quickly. He finished his glass at that moment, and filled himself right back up again. He could see Adam was way ahead of him, and he'd probably need to speed up a bit if he was going to catch up. He laughed a little as Adam started to challenge him to a dare.

He didn't have much of a handle on Adam's personality, because they had only met that school afternoon, and up till now. The two hadn't really delved into the make-up of their personas, but there was a guy that was so willing to play an adolescent game of Dare, Darryl didn't have it in him to think of any sort of evil plot in the woodwork that this guy was brewing. So instead of just answering his questions. He offered his own challenge.

"The question there, mate, isn't if I can handle to do a dare, but if you can handle to do something incredibly--," he paused because of an alcohol burp worked its way up his esophagus and he let it out behind his fist," stupid." He finished with a lazy expression. There that went. His head was getting swimmy, that signaled his serious buzz. Getting drunk wasn't too far on the horizon. "Because I 'onestly dun care....what I do." He slung his arms around him for a moment, "because I've prolly dun it all. Wearing dresses...eatin' some'fin terrible, proposin' to a teacher." He wasn't even that drunk, he was just enjoying himself. Honestly.

[Adam Collier]

Adam let out a little snort was Darryl questioning [him. Hadn't he just made it clear that he was up for anything anytime? Though him going on about doing just about everything intrigued Adam. What exactly did he mean by everything?

Adam couldn't help the smirk that crossed his face when he thought of what he would like to dare Darryl to do, not that he would... at least not while either were sober. He would have to settle for something else for the time being.


"You've done it all 'eh? Well I dare ya to down the rest of your drink. Then jump up on this here bar and belt out a song." Adam paused he could do better than that, surely. " No wait, I want you belt out some 90's pop music boy band preferably, though Britney or Christina would suffice." Yes Adam knew all about 90's boy bands, his sister loved them then and stills loves them to this day. He had been forced to listen to and even sing all of it at one time or another.


Adam smiled to himself it was a simple rather mild dare something to see what Darryl was willing to do. He was very well aware that he would be dared to do something much worse once Darryl was done. That didn't bother him one bit though, he wasn't sober and honestly there wasn't much he wouldn't do.

[Darryl Bond]

Darryl was near to giggles. Adam could hardly be serious with his dare! Darryl was more inclined to act like that on his own just when he was drinking! How could Adam think it was a hard dare to bring attention to himself and sing? Like Darryl even batted an eyelash! He tipped back his drink and swallowed every last drop. Though since he was falling farther and farther into inebriation land, he managed to spill a little down his chin. It was nothing a napkin couldn't fix and after he did that he turned sideways and put his feet in the seat and stood up. It was only another little step onto the table.

He looked around amused for a moment before he looked back down at Adam. He looked quite amused with himself. Darryl laughed and after a moment he touched his throat. Just a small little touch. But when he opened his mouth and started to sing, well, it wasn't his voice. "If you want to be good girl, get yourself a...bad boy." His head moved to the beat of the song that was just in his head. He grinned down victoriously at Adam. This was so not hard. "If you want it to be wild, Gotta know just who to dial baby...If you really like it hot...Find someone who hits the spot honey." It was definitely weird for Darryl to hear a Backstreet Boy singing out of his throat, but hey, Darryl never did anything halfassed, and he also wasn't one to pass up a chance to give his power a little show. (though this hardly qualified as little)

"And if you want to get it done, Babe you gotta get the one. The one who's got it goin' on. If you wanna make it last. Gotta know just who to ask..Babe he's gotta be the best. Tonight it's meee." He wasn't just singing anymore, he was moving his hips and head to the beat that was playing clearly in his head. He wouldn't admit exactly why he knew this song--or remembered it perfectly. Maybe it was because he had sang it so often when they were popular to get girls....Anyway, he was getting into the performance.

"If you want it to be good girl, get yourself a...bad boy. If you really want it good girl. Get yourself a...bad boy. Get it like it could be, would be. Yeah like it should be. If you want it to be good girl, get yourself a...bad boy." He grinned a little to himself in his glorious triumph, and while there was much left of the song, he figured he'd gone far enough. Time for the finale. His voice picked up some volume, just to make sure the two people in the corner of the bar got to hear him.

"Now listen; These are things your mama shouldn't know. These are things I really wanna show. These are things I wanna show you how. So won't you let me show you right now?" He was perfectly into it, and getting louder as he held 'nooowwwww' for as long as he deemed necessary. After he was done, he received scatted applause. "Oh you are just too kind." He drawled to his 'adoring' fans, back in his real voice. He plunked down onto the seat again and looked with a triumphant grin at Adam.

"If you'd like to phase me, dear boy, you'll have to try harder then that." Now to decide Adam's fate. He leaned back and stroked his chin, deep in thought. The idea that came to him happened when his eyes passed over Adam's brief lady friend. He grinned and leaned forward again. "I dare you to pick any person in this bar and giv' 'em a lap dance." His little hiccup after his dare just proved how far gone he was, but he was grinning nearly from ear to ear. Fun times~

[Adam Collier]

Adam liked drunk Darryl he was funny, when Darryl had spilled some of his rum on his chin he wanted to lick it off and was even jealous of the napkin that got to clean it up. And then he got up to sing his song. Adam wondered which song he was going to choose, there were many to choose from.

Adam couldn't stop himself from laughing, he knew this wasn't some out there dare. It was a dare that would make him laugh and give everyone in the bar a show. When Darryl began singing if you want to be a good girl Adam may have drooled a little. He wanted to be a good boy and get himself a bad boy.

As Darryl sat back in his chair Adam was able to reign in his laughter. He quirked his eyebrow as if to say 'give it your best shot.' And give it he did. A lap dance... to anyone in the bar huh? He did even have to think about who he was going to dance for. If the grin on his target's face was any indication he would be all for it.

Adam stood up and walked over the other side of the table and motioned for Darryl to slide back a little to give him some more room.

"You said anyone, and I think you get to be the lucky person." Darryl hadn't given Adam any kind of time limits he could gyrate his hips a bit a fulfill his dare but there was no fun in that.
Adam began moving to the beat of the song playing in his head. He was enjoying himself a great deal, but after a rather short amount of time he stopped. He really didn't want Darryl to be too uncomfortable. Adam flashed him a grin and made his way back to his one seat.

Now he needed to come up with another dare for his companion, it needed to be something good. Something that would force him to interact directly with other people in the bar. Adam smirked he had a good one

"Darryl I darn you to go into the bathroom strip down to your boxers. Then stumble out and convince the first person you run into that you have to borrow their clothes or something bad will happen to you." The dare had been one Adam himself had had to do years ago but his friends had made him completely naked. But Adam really didn't want to bail Darryl out of jail for public nudity.

[Darryl Bond]

It was a spiteful Adam that had come over and motioned Darryl to move to the end of the bench. Darryl really shoulda seen that coming. But he had just been thinking about that hot mama Adam had been thinking up, but in retrospect, he should have been specific. Darryl was terribly embarrassed to have him gyrating like that so close to him, but because of the rum, he was a bit giggly about it.

After it was over (soon, thank the Lord), Darryl poured himself more to drink. He hadn't had a think to drink in over a minute! How blasphemous. At Adam's dare, Darryl started to snicker. Only in his underwear? Perfect. "'F sum'n nicks my clothes, you sir, gotta replace 'm." After that slurred note, he shifted his weight to his hands on the table so he could stand and then he walked with all the dignity in the world towards the bathroom, after he was inside, he leaned against the sink to get his boots off, and socks. His shirt seemed to not want to go over his head, but after a short battle, it laid in a pile under the sink with his shoes. He then stripped out of his pants, to reveal his red boxers, nothing too flashy. Darryl really wasn't an underwear sort of person. Though he was only in his underwear, he didn't part with his fedora. After he checked himself out in the mirror (it was Darryl afterall) he stumbled to the door. The floor was pretty cold on his feet. Thankfully, as soon as the door was open, there was someone right next to it, because he was sure that if the bartender got wiff of this, he'd get kicked out in his underwear.

He grabbed hold of the man's jacket lapels. "Sir! I need yer clothes! Somefin bad's gonna happen! Just a borrow! Only take a second." The guy wasn't too pleased with having a nearly naked man latched on to him and Darryl got shoved back into the bathroom. After he stumbled a few feet, the guy told him exactly what he could do with some clothes and then left the bathroom. Darryl was in a fit of giggles where he stood for a moment before he clumsily went through pulling his clothes on. It was a surprisingly hard task to accomplish, however, after the amount he'd already drank, it wasn't that much of a surprise.

After his boots were back on (not tied, though), he walked out of the bathroom, again with an air of dignity. "'Ope you enjoyed the show." Darryl winked at Adam out of sport as he slid back into the booth. He took another drink before he decided on his dare. As his eyes cast about the bar, they landed on a girl hunched over her drink, by herself. Now Darryl and by extension, Adam, couldn't live with that. He leaned across the table to Adam and then nodded over at her. "Dare ya t' go ova there 'n tell th' girl 'ow much ya love her! N' how ya been in love wiv her for a looonnnnng time." He broke off into a laugh, before he lifted his finger to state one more stipulation.

"After ya f'nish tha' drink, good Sir."

[Adam Collier]

Adam could tell Darryl had not enjoyed his little dance, he didn't even need to read him to see that. But Adam stopped caring once he caught a glimpse of Darryl nearly naked. It was a sight that would not soon be forgotten. Maybe he should have made him go sans underwear as well. He was very disappointed when he was able to get clothing so fast, though it was probably for the best.

"Oh I enjoyed it alright." Adam grinned at his friend and waited for his next dare. Adam watched as Darryl's eyes roamed the bar until they landed on a lonely girl at the bar.

Darryl wanted him to do what? That dare was just mean, not mean to Adam but mean to that girl. Adam didn't want to hurt this poor girl, but he couldn't back down from his bet. He would just have to figure out a way to do both.

Adam threw back the rest of his drink, man did it taste good, and headed off, well stumbled off, to talk to this girl. As he reached her he threw his arm over her shoulder and signaled the bar keep to bring her another drink.

"Now, what is a pretty girl like yourself doing all alone? Don't you know there are men just fallin' in love with you left and right?"

THe girl didn't respond just shrugged her shoulders.

"I mean look at me I have loved you for such a long time, ever since I laid eyes on your pretty little face. And I would do just about anything to see you smile. Would you smile for me?"

Adam felt her shoulders start to shake up and down. He had made her cry, he felt horrible.

"Now, now don't cry miss. I didn't mean no harm."

The girl looked up at Adam and he stopped. She wasn't crying she was laughing. At him!

"I'm sorry sir I wanted to stop you but you were just too funny!" What could be so funny to this girl?

"I'm funny, now what makes me so funny?"

"You, you see some girl alone at bar and think something has to be wrong you go and hit on her trying to cheer her up or get in her pants, perhaps both. But you no nothing about her. Had you taken the time to ask you would have found that you were in no way shape or form he type. That sir is why you are funny."

Adam blushed and took his arm from around her. "Well... I guess... I'll uh just head back to my friend then. Enjoy your drink and have a good evening miss." Adam was going to kill Darryl.

Adam walked back to his table glaring at Darryl. "She's gay you idiot! She even laughed at me!"

Adam poured himself another drink and downed it in one go. He had to come up with something for Darryl to do and fast. Adam looked around Well if Darryl made him do that to a girl, a gay one at that he was going to make him go up to a guy.

"Well since you thought it was great for me to go up to a random women, you get to go up to any guy in this bar tell him how long you have wanted him, and loved him." Adam paused that wasn't enough he need to get Darryl back for that last dare. "Oh and you have to kiss him, full on kiss no peck on the cheek lip to lip kiss at least 3 seconds or until he pushes you away."

Adam smiled to himself, hoping that Darryl wouldn't back down from the dare.