Ramona: I don't know why we don't hang out one on one more, this is fun.

Jared: Yeah it is...you want a drink?

Ramona: It's alcohol again isn't it?

Jared: Noooo...it's spicy juice!

Ramona: Yeah I can tell, your breath smells flammable.

Jared: At least the others are having fun.

Antonio: So, you guys wanna play a game called Roulette?

Victoria: I always win this game, sure.

Mark: My dad says to try everything at least once...unless it's tax fraud.

Antonio: Only tax fraud?

Mark: Yeah, that's what he's in jail for.

Antonio: Um...OK, so the game is simple. We stand in a circle, I'll throw the ball straight up in the air and the last one to move wins.

Mark: OK.

Antonio: OK let's do this! *Throws Ball*

Ramona: They're playing catch, that's sweet!

Jared: It looks like roulette.

Ramona: It looks like what?

Victoria: *Gets Hit With The Ball*

Ramona: Oh my God Victoria!

Victoria: Did I win?

Antonio: You win my respect...and a mild concussion.

Jared: Nothing a little spicy juice can't fix!

Ramona: This is why we don't hang out-