“There's no winning prize, but there's a punishment for the loser. Whoever loses has to down a liter of ."

They were not strapped for money, so they chose to do something interesting instead.

"Do you want to play against us?"

Breck arched a brow, his interest piqued. "Does the winner get to win something?"

In the midst of their conversation, a woman's voice interrupted, “Hello.. Town- Oh, I mean, Bennett."