You four find yourself sitting around each other in a basement, in a circle, but you're each chained to a chair.

The last dab. It's tradition around here to put a little extra on the last win.

This isn't that 70s show.

Next to each of you is a man holding a bottle of hot sauce.

And you suddenly hear a voice from what seems to be from an intercom.

Hello, members of Recreel.

Are you ready to do another team-building exercise?

You'll be taking turns, answering questions.

And if you refuse to answer, you'll be forced to eat a spoonful of hot sauce. Okay, who wants to go first?

I'm gonna do the last dab now.

Let Christian go first.

Let Christian go first.

He's excited.

Pick a number from one to 11.

11.

What's the most trouble you've ever gone into with the law?

Oh man, all right. I'm gonna drink the last dab.

All right. Whoa'm going to drink the last app. All right. Oh, no. Wait. Oh, that was a lot. Is that really the last app? Did that just happen? That was a lot. Christian is a law-abiding citizen. What are you guys talking about? Yeah, yeah. The most trouble I've ever gotten into the law. Are you good? Damn. I'm like, dude, I'm like concerned. Are you good? I got arrested for selling weed on a college campus. You got arrested? Put into a holding cell. Wow. Oh, shit. Why are you selling weed? All right, I'm going to do the last nap again. All right, guys. This guy is a spectacle. Who wants to go next? Ivan. Okay, pick a number from one to ten. Eight. Stitches get stitches. Who here is most likely to rat to the police to get off easy? Oh my God, you. No, no, no, no, no. You know it's chilly. No, no, no, no, no. You know it's chilly.

No, no, no, no.

It is definitely chilly.

Chili.

Take the fucking shot.

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