Manufactured Misfortune/Day1-Anatomy Medium Scale
"Lets say Medium Scale: being able to set dares to take place at future dates. More varied options without completely going crazy, wouldn't you agree."
"Well, that may not have been what I would've chosen, but I have no problem with it."
"Oh? And what would you have chosen then?"
She cocks an eyebrow at you and leans forward, unintentionally giving you an excellent view of her cleavage.
"If you want to know so badly, you'll have to ask in the game."
Her lips curl in a devious smile.
You were both going to have a good time tonight.
"And the other point you wanted to establish?"
"Penalty for failing to tell the truth or preform a dare."
"Oh, I have the perfect idea for the truth penalty!"
Emily gets up and runs downstairs, returning a moment later with a bar of soap.
"Don't tell the truth, you gotta give the soap a good lick!"
You shiver at the prospect.
"Disgusting! I like it."
"Since I got this covered, you pick the dare penalty. I promise to obey, regardless what it might be."
To empathize the point she raises a hand in the air as she says so, as if swearing an oath.
What do you decide on?