Whatever else Samuel might have tried to take from the man, he had to admit he had an impressive poker face. Though the dare fell somewhat flat in light of this, Samuel could not have said he had not enjoyed it; after all, such a clean cut-looking fellow could always use a little of the piss taken out of him, and Samuel had long prided himself on being just the man to take on such a task. Thus satisfied with his performance - and with that of his cohort - he found himself in quite a pleasant mood. It seemed right, given the circumstances, to allow his neighbor a chance at revenge. Right - and more importantly, interesting.
"Dare," he said, grinning his sharp-edged, boyish grin.