Chloe & Max
"Gotta keep shit interesting," Chloe grinned, sticking her tongue out. It wouldn't be so fun if there wasn't something gross for the loser. She was just glad the cup of soggy nachos was nearby. Well, at the moment, she was. If she lost, then she'd probably eat her words.
"Winner gets a fresh drink and nachos. Or you know, just not having to drink this shit," she held up the cup again, then set it down. Either was probably fine. She'd probably get Max a drink and nachos or whatever else she may want.
"I'll get you go first," she said, nodded towards the dartboard.