“Wait one moment,” Devon said sternly once he'd presented his dare, looking at him with a severe little grin, as though she'd caught him doing something naughty. “You can't just do that, darling! Don't you know how to play this game?” she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and shaking her head slowly, like she couldn't believe she was dealing with something so ridiculous. “How were you supposed to know that I wanted a dare? What if I wanted truth?” she challenged him, looking him in the eyes. Oh, Devon may not have played this game many times – but that was because she was perfectly aware of the rules of the game down to the last detail and typically didn't want anything to do with it. She knew that it was the players' choice whether they were presented with a truth or a dare, and she hadn't been given that option. If she was going to play, she wanted every advantage possible.

“Why would you pick such a silly dare, anyway?” she asked, already scrutinizing him. It was obvious that she'd already managed to forget the rule about not getting uppity and lecturing about what went on in the game – but how was she supposed to sit and be quiet when she was so right?! “It's hardly a dare for me if you're the one doing the action, dear,” she explained, already growing weary of this game. This was why she didn't enjoy the company of children – they made it impossible to get anything accomplished and, frankly, they were stupid... sometimes fun, but usually not worth the effort. Teddy, however, wasn't a child – in fact, he was somebody whose company she often enjoyed. It was a shame, too. If he was a little-brain, she probably could have convinced him to go run and play.

“Is that something you'd actually enjoy doing, darling?” she asked, referring to the dare, “Because if not, I think you should pick again – though this whole turn is already technically outside of the rules of the game, since you didn't ask me if I wanted a dare at all,” she ranted. It seemed as though someone had forgotten to tell Devon that you couldn't win at truth or dare – not at this version, or any version. That wouldn't have affected the way she played, anyway. This was, after all, a girl who had grown up thinking that she could win at coloring.