Zack: to dudes we got a dare

Eve: that's my line

Zack ignoring her: it's from rossthekiller it says to reveal our (drops paper) crush

Eve: I ain't got none

Zack: I darn got no crush

Umber: what the heck does darn got mean

Zack: idk

Kite: I don't have one

Eve: neither do I

Wyatt sharpening his sword: lettuce

Flance shouting from the garden: lettuce

Lettuce: no one ;)

Sylvia whispering: kite

Kite: what

Sylvia blushing: n-nothing

Kite: okay..........👌

Izzabell: umber or.........

Umber: izzabell

Eve: I ship it

Flance: shippy Ship Ship

Eve whispers to flance: let's shove them in a closet

Flance: or in a dark room

Umber: no

Zack: I'm so alone

Kite: it's okay

Zack: really

Umber: no it's not

Zack: your mean

Eve thanks Ross for the dare

Sylvia: baiiiiiiiiiii

Wyatt: IM STILL FRENCH