Robert would have gone on to justify Robin Hood's actions, like how he wasn't stealing, he was taking back what was stolen by the others, and how there probably won't be a time where he will stop and retire, because no matter what, there will always be that one person who does this all over again... But Robert simply gave a small smile and nod at her words, her hand on his forearm sending electricity through his body, and it was very hard for him not to react to the touch.

When she picked dare, his eyes lit up again, a smile on his face as he took a look around. "I'll be right back." And with that, he went to investigate the restaurant for a few ingredients for a nice little drink. He came back a minute later with a glass of liquid that did not look appetizing at all. "What I have, Miss Anderson, is a raw clam, some soda, hot sauce, a hint of lettuce, and a cherry to top it all off."

"Take a sip and hold it down, and you can have a piece of extra strong mint gum, your bill payed by yours truly, and bragging rights." Robert raised his eyebrows. "Do you accept the challenge?"