"Oh gosh," Ryle would say with a laugh. She was thankful it wasn't as bad as her previous dare. She'd stand up, then begin to spin in place. "One Mississippi. Two Mississippi..." And she'd continue until around sixty, losing her place a few times when she'd stumble from the already dizziness. "Alright, stairs!" She'd exclaim, running toward where she'd think the stairs would be, but actually miss them enough to hit the wall. With the whole world spinning, it'd be pretty difficult for Ryle to actually run up the stairs, but she did her best. It wasn't the most gracious as she tripped a few times but she'd make. When she'd no longer be dizzy, she'd walk down the stairs and point at Will. "Truth or dare?"