“Expletive !” Deanna snarled. “You think this means anything to me? I had cigarettes put out on me. You Dash aren’t Dash!”
“We’ve got to shut her up,” Ron suggested.
Megan nodded and giggled as a most mischievous idea formed in her head. Deanna had made her taste her pee, and while Megan was not THAT vile, she would make Deanna taste something almost as bad: her socks. However, it turned out Deanna wasn’t wearing any, so Megan subbed a pair of her own instead.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asked as Megan took off her shoes.

Megan merely smiled at her. Ron soon caught on and smiled too. “Open wide,” she instructed. Deanna saw what was coming and quickly closed her mouth. However, when Ron pinched her nose, she was forced to open.