Abigail cheered as Mercy downed the last of the vodka. She'd been doubtful at first; vodka was a strong drink and the glass was rather big. Part of her hoped that Mercy would refuse the dare, but she knew that her best friend would never do such a thing. Besides, they were all friends here, so it wasn't like she was in danger or anything. Plus, finishing all that in one go was pretty impressive.

*"Ha! I won that dare!"* Mercy yelled. *"I'm going now before I win all the bets."* She stumbled off as she said this, and Abigail leaned forward worriedly, but she seemed to be fine. Mercy always looked out for her normally, and she felt like she should return the favour. That was what friends did, right?

Since Homer had left earlier, it was Abigail's turn next. Doing a dare might be fun, but truth would be easier... The others were looking at her now, and she quickly made her decision.

"I'll do a dare," she said before she could change her mind. She smiled brightly. "So, what've you got for me?"