Alexis: Truth or dare? Sasha: What?...

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Sasha: What?

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Sasha: No way. I’m not playing.

Alexis: Oh, come on! We used to play for hours.

Sasha: At slumber parties.

Alexis: Like we’re not all going to fall asleep here.

Sasha: Well, I’ve already seen both of you naked. And I’m not going out on the porch in my underwear in this neighborhood, thank you.

Alexis: (to Scott) Truth or dare?

Scott looks to Sasha. She shrugs “go ahead.”

Scott: Dare.

Alexis: All right... stick your finger in your nose.

Scott does so bemusedly.

Alexis: Somehow that wasn’t as exciting as when we were in the ninth grade.

Sasha: Well, he didn’t say, “Eww!” and beg you not to make him. Guys don’t have those kind of hang ups.

Scott: Hell, we live for chances to pick our nose in front of chicks. A chick pick.

Alexis: Or a chick flick.

Scott: Yeah, that was the joke. Like “pick” sounds like “flick”--

Alexis: No, I mean, like, if you flicked the-- never mind. Sash, your turn.

Sasha: I’m out. I’ll just observe.

Alexis: And referee.

Sasha: Right.

Alexis: Fair enough. Scott?

Scott: Truth or dare?

Alexis: Truth.

Scott: Okay... hmmm... Alright-- how many guys have you slept with?

Alexis: Six.

Sasha: Six?

Alexis: That stockbroker I was seeing last month.

Sasha: Seeing? You saw him once.

Alexis shrugs.

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Scott: Truth.

Alexis: How many guys have you slept with?

Scott: None.

Alexis: I mean girls.

Scott: You said guys, that’s your question.

Alexis: Referee?

Sasha: Slip of the tongue. Answer the question.

Scott: Slept-slept or gotten-it-on slept.

Alexis: Slept-slept.

Scott: Four.

Alexis: Really? Less than me.

Scott: Well, you’re a whore. Truth or dare?

Alexis: Truth.

Scott: Have you ever kissed a girl?

Alexis and Sasha look at each other a second, then crack up laughing.

Scott: What? Wait, that was her?

Sasha shrugs “mea culpa.”

Scott: So we’ve been hanging out all this time with the girl you used to make out with in the eighth grade and you never told me?

Sasha: I told you it was with my friend Alex.

Scott: Yeah, but that was before I knew her.

Alexis: We were just practicing for the boys.

Scott: Well, thank you, then. You did good. God, that’s fucked up.

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Scott: No, I’m not done with this yet. I mean, do you guys want to...? I mean, I’d like to see it.

Sasha: After a few more drinks, maybe.

Scott: But you see, that’s f##ked up. If you’re ... I mean, you’ve kissed all of us. And that’s hardly fair. I think if you’re going to kiss all of us, all of us should kiss all of us.

Sasha: Yeah, well, maybe when we have that threesome with her that you’re always talking about.

Scott: Shit. I can’t believe you just said that.

Alexis: He talks about having a threesome with me?

Sasha: And every other reasonably attractive girl we know. Don’t be so flattered.

Scott: (to Alexis) I think it’s your turn to ask me.

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Scott: Dare.

Alexis: Drop your pants down to your ankles and play the rest of the game that way.

Scott drops his pants to his ankles and sits back down.

Scott: Alright, truth or dare and no more of this truth shit ‘cause I want to see your tits.

Alexis: (almost daring him) Dare.

Scott: Let’s see ‘em.

Alexis freezes for a second,then quickly flashed him.

Alexis: Happy?

Scott: Thrilled. Not as thrilled as Tay, having kissed everyone--

Sasha: Don’t worry about it-- she isn’t that good a kisser.

Scott: I’d bet. I’m just saying--

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Scott: I’m just saying--

Alexis: Truth or dare?

Scott: Dare.

Alexis: (without missing a beat) Kiss me.

Scott: What?

Alexis: F##king kiss me. Then everyone kisses everyone and you can stop bitching.

Scott looks to Sasha. Sasha signals him, “go ahead.”

Scott: Really?

Alexis leans in and kisses him, then pulls away.

Alexis: Thrilled?

Scott: I was supposed to kiss you.

Scott leans in and kisses Alexis somewhat tentatively, but it quickly becomes more real than any of them had bargained for. Alexis pulls away. There is an uncomfortable moment in the room. Scott is suddenly less jocular than he had been before-- something in him is reeling.

Sasha: Alright, I’m thinking a little more truth and a little less da--

Scott: How many men have--

Alexis: You didn’t ask me--

Scott: Truth or dare?

Alexis: Truth.

Scott: How many men have you been in love with? In your life.

Alexis: God. Counting the ones I thought I was in love with... a few dozen. For real? Maybe two. Maybe none.

Sasha: Hmmm.

Alexis: Indeed. Truth or dare?

Scott: Truth.

Alexis: How many women have you been in love with?

Scott: Two.

Sasha is a little struck by his answer. There is a beat.

Scott: Truth or dare?

Alexis: Ah... let’s see.

Sasha: Two?

Alexis: What?

Sasha: (to Alexis) No. I’m sorry. (to Scott) Two?

Scott: Yeah.

Sasha: And two is...?

Scott: (pointing to the girls, casually) One, two. I love you. Both.

Sasha: (relieved) Oh.

Alexis: The question wasn’t “who do you love?” “Who are you in love with?”

The girls look at Scott. He doesn’t say anything, but his face and body cry “mea culpa.”

Scott: Truth or dare?

Alexis: I think I’m done with this. For tonight.

Sasha: I think we had better head home. It’s late.

Scott: C’mon. There’s another forty in the fridge. We can split it.

Sasha: I think we need to go, Scott.

Scott: Ah, Sash--

Sasha: Now, Scott. I really think we really need to go right now.

No one moves for a moment. Then Sasha grabs her coat and heads for the door. She tries to remain casual.

Sasha: ‘Night, Alex. Thanks for... everything. Wake me up when you get home, Scotty.

Alexis: Sash, wait. It’s not safe--

Sasha is gone.

Scott: Katzy, I just--

Alexis: Go after her.

Scott rises, pulling his jeans back up as he crosses to Alexis.

Scott: I’ll catch up to her.

Alexis: Go the f##k after her. It isn’t safe this late at night.

Scott: Yeah, yeah, look, first, I just have wanted to say that--

Alexis: Go, Scott.

Scott: I know, I know. It’s just, this isn’t the way I wanted to tell you. I--

Alexis: I can’t believe you did that.

Scott: But I love you and--

Alexis: Go after your girlfriend.

Scott: Yeah, but I just want to tell you--

Alexis: You don’t say something like that and let her go--

Scott: You asked me!

Alexis: Go.

Scott: I had to tell the truth!

Alexis: Go!

Scott: I had to tell the truth! Those are the rules!

Alexis: Go the f##k after her! Understand? I am not going to-- Just go.

Alexis reels off into her room and slams the door.

Scott: (in a dizzying wail) Those are the rules! I had to tell...

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