Dylan, then Isabella

Miss Shelby uses an app to select between herself, Dylan, and Ethan.

It chooses Dylan.

"I have to share, then? Uh, 6th grade. Music class. Her name was Madison, I think, I haven't seen her in years."

He stops to think of the next prompt.

"Never have I ever eaten Cajun food."

You and three others have eaten Cajun food. The app chooses Isabella.

"My family visited Louisiana a couple of years ago. Boring question, I think Kaitlyn had the right idea. Let's try... ummm... Never have I ever wet the bed as a teenager."

Nobody. Isabella rolls her eyes. "Come on, it was almost not boring! In that case, never have I ever rubbed against a boy--" She looks around the circle. "--A person. Never have I ever run into a person of the opposite gender on purpose."

Ethan and Dylan look around the circle. Ethan sheepishly raises his hand, followed by Dylan.

Isabella blinks a few times. Her eyes dart around the circle wildly, then she closes her eyes tightly and opens them with a serene, unfocused gaze.

You, Alyssa, Tyler and Shelby all stand up and walk toward each other. Tyler and Alyssa "accidentally" run into each other chest-to-chest.

"Oops." Tyler's voice is completely flat, exaggerating the lack of emotion.

"Oops." Alyssa sounds even more sarcastic. She wiggles her left shoulder and then her right shoulder, dragging her breasts back and forth across Tyler's chest a little bit. "Sorry, Tyler."

Miss Shelby walks behind Tyler and runs the back of her left hand against both of his butt cheeks. "Whoops! Sorry, Tyler!"

You walk past him on the other side, then suddenly turn away from him to walk back. In turning away, you "accidentally" rub your butt on his hand. You dramatically look back over your shoulder and say, "Oh! Sorry, Tyler!"

Everyone has a good laugh and sits down. A few people take sips from their drinks or joke around with fake expressions of surprise.

"Good one," says Miss Shelby, "I'm glad the four of us could take the tension out of that situation. But while The Lord surely enjoys our laughter, let us also take care not to be impure. Some situations are too personal, and they could make some of our brothers and sisters uncomfortable."

Wise words. They were spoken to Isabella, but everyone nods.

"Now," she says with a cheerful voice, picking up her phone, "The next prompt will be from..."