Brayden sniffed the air. It had to be some cologne, a good cologne. But she could barely smell it... it was just compelling her to do something, something foreign. When he mentioned strip twister she sighed. "A'll jus' stay on the side lines. Maybe A'll spin the needle or somethin'. Ye' all can take te' yer turns with whatever yer gonna do." Why would anyone play twister in the first place? The weight alone of so many people on a single area on the floor could cause it to break and kill all of them. Brayden would definitely stay on the side lines. No weak floors were going to get the best of her.