No, she eventually gets her turn

She was mulling it over when she saw Prince Charming make eye contact and nod in her direction. "Oh my," she thought as she averted her gaze.

"Hey babe, you must be...?"

"Candace," the nubile loveshy partier nervously shook the quarterback's thick, grippy hand. Before she could ask for his name (not that she or anyone else needed to) he cut her off.

"I see you're a bit of a wild one - look at your cup!" Candace looked at her cup and it was nearly empty. Of course, the real reason for this was that she had nursed it for the better part of an hour, but Josh didn't know that she had arrived a while ago. "Look, my bros and I are setting up beer pong in the dining room, how about you and I do some strip pong? Loser has to stand in the dining room corner naked!"

"Oh, uh..."

"What are you, scared you might lose? I might just rip your clothes off and put your naked butt in the corner anyway!" he said as he grabbed Candace's left buttcheek. Candace's face began to flush when Josh noticed and said "it's a joke, jeez louise!" and chuckled. Candace nervously laughed alongside him.

"So, whaddaya say? You game, or are you chicken?" Josh started folding his arms in the chicken wing position. Crap, Candace thought, she needed this homecoming date and couldn't afford to lose this opportunity.

"Uhh, sure," she said with less confidence than she would have liked, as she followed the dreamy man to the dining room.