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"All right!" Bo said, giving a leisurely fist bump to the air. He turned and grinned at Elzo, laughter in his eyes. It didn't take a lot to amuse Bo, but he was mostly definitely just that -- amused. With Vanessa in the room, Bo walked up to her, towering above her at a modest 6'5", and looped his arms over her shoulders. "Welcome to the game! You had the best welcoming of all, hey?" Did he know this girl? Bo had no idea.

There sure were a lot of girls though, not too shabby.

Guiding Vanessa away from the door, Bo let his eyes drift back to Devi. "It's your turn to pick someone and ask the question of all questions." He grinned again. He was full of grins.

Vanessa wasn't short, exactly, but she was also not very tall. Standing somewhere between 5'8" and 5'9", she was of a height with a number of her peers. But Bo- Bo was huge. She liked him at once.

Impressed, as she always was by power and strength, which she was sure he had to possess, Vanessa blinked up at him, and let him guide her further into the room.

"I'm feeling pretty welcomed," she admitted with a toothy grin, and looked him up and down "…you ate all of your vegetables when you were a kid, huh?"

Sure it was the truth, kind of regretting all of the times that she'd stuffed her brussel sprouts into her pockets, or pushed her carrots onto John Jr's plate, Vanessa looked very thoughtful for a moment. And then she was distracted.

"Oh! I love this game!" Beaming from Devi to Elzo, tugging on the suspender straps she wore, Vanessa suggested; "Pick dare!"

It was the best option. Honestly, Vanessa didn't understand why it wasn't the only one.

Dale had started her first semester at Sovereign Heights, and was still sadly pretty out of the loop. She had spent most of her summer vacation with her father on a trip to Barcelona. She wasn't sure whether it was because her father wanted to start molding her into his protege, or if it was so he could make sure that she didn't get into any more accidents... either way, the summer had flown by.

Halloween was going to be Dale's first exposure into society. The idea of a ball was thrilling, but Dale had been to parties like that before. No, she wanted something more... intimate. Bo was pretty famous at parties. Gossip crept from whisper to whisper, eventually getting to the Spencer Heir. So, that was why Dale was arriving on the third floor of the Haunted House, dressed up like one hell of a popular butler.

"I hope I'm only fashionably late."
She tried to come off as suave, but in actuality she was somewhat nervous. It had been a long time since she had been to Destiny City. Had things changed much? Would she still be able to climb her way to the top of the social ladder?

One of Dale's hands was behind her back, clenched in a nervous fist.

"Hmm," Devi thought about this. She thought about this long and hard. She wasn't sure what to dare someone else to do. She wouldn't dream of daring him to do something sexual anyways, and she felt any gross dares would be too gross. An not so clever idea came to her, she thought it might be amusing. "I dare you to end all of your sentences with 'in bed' for the night. Or at least an hour!"

Wide blue eyes beamed at Vanessa. "Sure, yeah! Lots of veggies." His attention was almost immediately sapped away when a new girl entered the room. "Hey-o," he said, hooking a wave over at her.

Then Devi was issuing a dare to Elzo that made Bo snort. "Oh man," he said, laughing, "Elzo would do that anyway. Without the dare." He went up for a highfive. His mind glossed over that Night That Shall Not Be Named without shame. Bo did a lot of things that he never regretted, regardless of how awkward it might end up.

He watched with a growing grin as Elzo made full use of his own dare. His eyes moved to the girls. "If one of you steps up, I can promise you don't have to laugh at his jokes." Bo laughed. Bo would probably laugh at the jokes all night.

Kids did explode in many directions, in a sort of every man for himself kind of scenario. It was probably prompted by one very, very tall boy in the center shouting, "Okay, thanks for playing! Everybody, run!" And then, that same stupidly tall boy, simply walked up to the librarian, extended a hand, and said, "I am Bo. I am 21-years-old, and I really like your hat." There was nothing smarmy or condescending about the way that Bo approached Tony. He seemed honest, genuine even as he told everyone to go run away, and even the extended hand was bent with such a tilt that suggested respect.

Bo Hanley was, if anything, a nice guy.

So nice in fact that he fully took the fall for whatever punishment might be given out for kids who congregated in places where they shouldn't. Bo had alcohol on him, which was an issue, but since he was 21, it was not as much of an issue as it would have been if Elzo Xanis hadn't of booked it out of there. Fully accepting his punishment and fully grinning-but-apologetic to Tony-ana Jones, Bo Hanley ended his run at the Halloween Carnival.

And he would really need to buy himself a fedora one of these days.


((Anyone who isn't Bo is ICly off the hook! Thanks for playing in our little game.))