Stuck in traffic, Becky gets bored.

"Jessssssssss, how much longer?"

"Another hour, at least. Like I said 10 minutes ago. Before it turned out that every goddamn tourist in the world apparently had the same idea we did."

Things in the car were getting a little tense, to say the least. Amanda was the luckiest of us, having actually fallen asleep half an hour ago. She was lucky because she got to miss the fact that we were moving at a snails pace, in bumper to bumper traffic with apparently a lot of other people looking for some fun in the sun. Becky, full of caffeine, was not taking well to this development, and in our cramped quarters seemed determined to test the limits of mine and Jess's patience, by whining, kicking my seat in frustration, and causing us to wince at the noise of her bending back over her seat to rummage through what we'd packed. The two of us shared a pained glance, Jess anxiously drumming her fingers along the steering wheel, as she waiting for the car in front of us to move.

"... how much longer?"

"Oh, my GOD, Becky, shut--"

"How about we play a game?" I suggested suddenly, eager to keep things from boiling over. At least, until we were out of the car, where I could get out of the way. "I Spy, licence plates, trivia on my phone maybe, uh,"

"Sounds kinda lame," Becky said.

"...Truth or Dare?" I blurted, at a loss for anything else, and still feeling Jess beside me trying to keep a lid on her temper.

"Hm... alright, I'm in!" Becky said, after a moment of thinking it over, and I let out a sigh of relief, feeling some of the tension leave my body. Until, of course, Becky asked:

"Beth! Truth or dare?"