Oooh, now he has to think up a good one. Radar hums again as he drinks more beer.
And brightens, with a downright wicked glint in his eye. "I dare you to let me style your hair however I want, and you gotta leave it like that the whole rest of the night."
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And brightens, with a downright wicked glint in his eye. "I dare you to let me style your hair however I want, and you gotta leave it like that the whole rest of the night."