The gentle smack to her knee caused Bernie to gasp out of habit, she looked to Isaac with a small smirk forming on her lips. "Um!" she replied to his question. Squatting down to the ground, she leaned into Isaac and said in a hushed tone, "I spilled some chips under the table and made a note to myself to clean it up later when people were asleep or left for home." she gave an innocent nod to her friend hoping that he would not rat her out to everyone else.
Isaac raised a brow at her and turned his head towards the table. He spotted the chips. It was… really not all that many. ”Oh, that? Don't worry. I've got you covered.”
Isaac hopped up for a second, making his way to the snacks table. He picked up a few things and then, as he reached for some chips, spilled a few in basically the same spot. ”Aw, hell. My bad.” Not enough to attract undue attention or make a show of it, but anyone looking would know why Isaac was now scooping up some chips into a small trash can. He brushed the crumbs from his hands with a clap-like motion and a few flicks of his fingers. With that, he sheepishly stood and made his way back to his original seat at the foot of the couch.
”There you go. Now you don't have to worry about it.”
As Bernadette watched Isaac she felt a bit of nervousness, his sly movements were almost invisible as the rest of the group arrived to the party. Most of the attention was on them and their costumes, so he didn’t even need the charade- but he did it anyway for her. When he arrived back she exchanged a small grin, her teeth showing ever so slightly, "Thanks" slipped from her mouth and into his ear, and his ear alone, her voice barely louder than a whisper. Going from the floor to the arm of the couch, she took a seat, leaving her empty plate on a coffee table in front of them.
Alice joined the two on the couch not too long after and Bernie laughed appropriately at her comments to Isaac as well as her own blunder, "It was very...very cold, and Ron made me stand outside for what seemed like forever!" she exclaimed, her hands dancing in conversation.
Isaac waved to Alice as she sat, realizing he was sandwiched between two girls, now. He felt a smidge smug about it, if he were being perfectly honest. But mostly he was just nervous. Isaac knew little about the female species except that they were somewhat dangerous and inventive, socialization-wise. The ones who seemed socially inept were no exception.
Ok, that was an exaggeration that his dad had given him. But Isaac still felt like he should keep on his toes. Stuck between wanting to stay put, because being situated between a pair of attractive girls is always nice, and wanting to be somewhere else, because he suddenly felt nervous.
He put his water bottle to his cheek. It was warmer now, but the cool sensation cleared his head.
He just had to sit. Getting up would be weird, nothing was happening, even if Alice had implied he was buff enough to be a wrestler. Just a normal compliment, from a friend. He'd been staring off into space with an inquisitive look for almost two minutes now.
Luckily, Isaac was forcefully dragged from his cerebral acrobatics by the spectacle that was Rob. Damn. That was a man with infinite confidence.
Bernie clapped during Rob’s performance as he belted out songs, she parted her lips to yell out another request when Ron came bolting down the steps and called an end to the karaoke almost as quickly as it started. "Oh." the defeated girl was ready to hear all of her friends sing, but perhaps the game of truth or dare would include singing anyways. She turned her body so she could see Ron, who looked mildly perturbed. Deus must have felt the same as he added his two cents in.
Not wanting Ron to lose his cool Bernie decided to pitch in, "I think it’s a good idea!" she exclaimed, "Everyone can grab their food and drinks and come sit over here, since there are three of us on the couch already." she nodded, before continuing once more- "Since DJ got here last, he can go first." she said with a mischievous laugh. The boy would be allowed to ask anyone he thought fit for his “truth or dare” round. They then would then respond with one of the choices, or drink
Isaac needed a few seconds to get caught up on everything that had happened in the past two minutes or so. He'd heard everything, but was too wrapped up in his own headspace to get it. ”Wait, DJ's here? DJ!” Isaac called out, beckoning his friend over. That would alleviate some of his nerves. But…
The rules of this Truth or Dare didn't sit well. He was refusing to drink, so he'd probably have to always give his Truth or Dare. And he'd probably need to opt for a Dare more often than not. Meaning he'd be doing stupid shit while stone-cold sober. Great. Or maybe he could just always pick Truth and hope nobody asked anything too… personal. Shit. This not going to go well. Too late now, it seemed. He wasn't about to make a scene about it. If these folks got drunk enough they might forget any embarrassing tidbits. He'd have to bank on that.
”Sounds good to me.” Isaac hoped to God that nobody was planning to use this as an opportunity…