Max finishes his drink and sets the glass down. He turns it a few times, considering the idea. Two truths, two dares, or one of each. To wrap up this game that has, indeed, lost it's fun edge.

"Hmmm. The game doesn't feel fun anymore, no offense. Not really your fault. Truths are painful. We can save it for another time. Want to go on a walk outside? The beach is nice and I think we could both use some air. If you're stuck on it, I dare you to take a walk with me and I dare you to breath some fresh air," Max said and stood up, heading for the door.