It's got to get real tense in studio. It's Brooke and Jeffrey in the morning. And I'm not saying that because Alexis's fake eyelashes are different lengths today. Hey! They're blue. I just got them filled! They should be equal. They look good. The right side is very big. Okay, seriously? A little awkward, but you know what? That's not even what I was talking about.

It's going to get tense because it's time for us to play a game called Plead the Fifth.

No.

Oh my God.

If you're not familiar with this, it's a series of uncomfortable, sometimes scandalous questions

that are going to be asked to each member of the show. And they're going to force us to reveal things about our personal lives that normally we wouldn't share in a regular conversation. We haven't played this in so long. I've never played it. You've never played? No. Oh my God. If I was ever going to quit the show, this would be it right now. Can we just ask Alexis all the questions then?

Yeah, I like that idea.

That's not up to me.

The only rule is each person only gets to plead the fifth and not answer one time.

The rest, we have to answer truthfully, no matter how embarrassing the question might be.

So no more time to waste.

Let's get into the first round of pleadad the Fifth. Digital Jake, you have all the questions. So go ahead, take it away. Alexis. No, at first. Oh, right away. I'm so nervous. Oh, welcome. Welcome to the show. Tell us about the most regrettable hookup you've ever had, or you can plead the fifth. Oh, how are you going to narrow that down? Hey, I mean, there has been quite a few bad ones. Are we all thinking of ours too right now? I'm trying to think of mine. Yeah, that's an urge. I feel like it's one, like, I don't tell people about for a reason, obviously. It was a past, like, not here. Obviously, like a past coworker at another job. We were, like, at the bar, and I was, like, newly single, so I was like, why not? There's a guy that we're talking about. Yeah, and there's a big why not. I mean, I didn't even tell anybody I did because, like, it's just not my type. Is that a nice way to say it? Oh, God. And it was just really bad. Well, how does a guy that's not your type end up in a situation like that? How did you get yourself? I don't know how low I was at right then. Did you not hear her say she was newly single at a bar? Duh. I don't know. That's all it takes. I don't know. That's what I'm saying. It's embarrassing because it was a bad night. And then like one white claw ruined it for him apparently. And it just didn't go well. Wait, he couldn't before? Yeah, yeah. It's just like really embarrassing. And then the worst thing is I went back again like the next day. Oh wow.

And I just like I wish I could erase it.

Why is it so less manly when they say it's a white cloth?

It's like whiskey.

All right.

Oh, I'm good enough.

Jake, who's next?

Jose.

All right.

Oh my gosh, I'm so nervous.

You get to give one person in this room a raise, but only if you fire another.

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